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[Intro: Brother J] |
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We have! |
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History unfolding |
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Here on this Staaaaaaage tonight (yeah) |
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Mils Ciphers in the building |
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X-Clan study building |
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We civilizing the mind, everybody get the feeling get live |
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Get em up, come on ! |
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[Hook] |
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X - Clan Mils Cipher in effect |
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We ready for warfare |
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We ready to get wrecked (get em) |
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X, Crossroads Ciphers on deck |
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Recycling God science salute my mic check and walk with it |
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All hail funkin' lesson get down |
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Get em up |
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Funk em up |
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Mils Cipher you will agree |
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That everywhere we go |
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That we crush these mother ****ers |
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[Verse 1: Brother J] |
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It's the return of the God, let the knowledge be born |
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Close you're mouth from shock and get you're peoples on the horn |
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Tell em' that I reforged the movement sword and I'm ready to get it on |
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Destined Aragorn |
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Battle tested, I'm in the struggle worldwide bringing cultures out the nooks and crannies |
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It's our time |
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For rhyme elevation re-stiffen the competition (Ease back!) |
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Or get down with the mission |
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Our conditions are clear, for all people it's a crucial time sucka's blocking how we organize |
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Linkin' ties in their leadership there dieing, (Big up) |
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Raising the flag in honor of civilized freedom fighter enterprise |
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As I centralize in black, move through these hoodies a dawning the Third eye |
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Keeping they wings fly, (with he) |
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Taking the streets by storm in lyric form |
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It's the dark???? |
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And I'm made of the first born (get em) |
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[Hook] |
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X - Clan Mils Cipher in effect |
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We ready for warfare |
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We ready to get wrecked (get em) |
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X, Crossroads Ciphers on deck |
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Recycling God science salute my mic check and walk with it |
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All hail funkin' lesson get down |
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Get em up |
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Funk em up |
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Mils Cipher you will agree |
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That everywhere we go |
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That we crush these mother ****ers |
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[Verse 2: Brother J] |
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Our sight sound scent, taste and touch |
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Tools for everyman, (From first stage to dust) |
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I'm a Ancestral Patron in vibes I trust, if each one will teach one (Tradition will never rust!) |
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We lust into an era where genocide is born, Rhythamation in jeopardy, Were children of corn at the helm |
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We must regain control, Straight stem-cell music (Mass production of clones!) |
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With this microphone I roll deep with the councils |
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Slangin' a different tone, Poetical apostle on a universal role (Uh-hu!) |
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My spirit travels and returns with the message(Chief funkin' lesson get em up!) |
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Funk em up! |
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We represent street knowledge and live it, so don't front |
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It's time for the lord, the architect to roar pour out a lil' liquor(It's the cipher of the gods Weapon X) |
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[Hook] |
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X - Clan Mils Cipher in effect |
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We ready for warfare |
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We ready to get wrecked (get em) |
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X, Crossroads Ciphers on deck |
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Recycling God science salute my mic check and walk with it |
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All hail funkin' lesson get down |
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Get em up |
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Funk em up |
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Mils Cipher you will agree |
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That everywhere we go |
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That we crush these mother ****ers |
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[Outro- Unknown Speaker] |
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Everybody knows that all the people have difficulties |
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All the people don't have freedom |
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All the people don't have Justice |
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And all the people don't have power |
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But I think none of us do! |
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Take this system and change it |
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Turn it upside down and put the last first, and the first last |
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Not only for black people, but for all people |
