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Yeah Hi Tech |
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Whom do we aspire to reflect on peoples death |
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Who's entertainment shall we sing our agony |
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Of our hopes |
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That the destroyers aspiring to extinguish us will suddenly |
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Suffer remorse at the sight of their own fantastic success? |
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The last imbecile to dream that dream is dead |
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He was killed by the saviors of his own dream |
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Our movement |
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[Verse One] |
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Im not a human being into no spirtual shit, |
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Spiritual remanifested as a human that's it |
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When i spit i spray thoughts that's representing my life |
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Yo i step into the spot leave niggas open like mics |
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Take on em on a tour |
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Explore psychologies of war |
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Things you can't imagine if you've never seen em before |
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Shorties come back raw |
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Straight out the c- 74 |
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I welcome them back to the world they think is run by laws |
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The world is run by men who use laws for tools |
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I come thru war tactics like Shaka Zulu |
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Mcs is soft like play-doh |
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I shape 'em |
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Smash em to pieces |
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[?] |
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Slaves crave the words i'm painting |
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The masterpieces |
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You hear em on the radio babbling |
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But the truth is traveling with the word |
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As they're flying through the air like a javelin |
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Unraveling like a verdict |
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Pound it in your chest like a gavel in the highest court |
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In Bablyon, let's travel on |
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If the world is foul, and you think foul is how you got to live |
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Then from the get your ass was foul |
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And foul just is how you is |
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No excuses see, life's dilemnas are set up like a mirror |
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Just to show you all your faces |
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Now your clearer understanding is clearer |
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You had your chance for revolution. |
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You let it pass you by |
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That's why |
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I'm dissing wack mc's till the day that I die |
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Reflection getting you high |
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We stand our ground with the believers |
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The leaning tower of Pisa and the Pyramids of Giza |
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No comparison |
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The way I flip it is embarassing |
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Tis the season |
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Ain't no caroling |
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[verse 2] |
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All knowing |
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Flowing like spring water in the desert |
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Balling through the barren land |
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Where niggas take a stand, like castles made of sand |
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Free falling |
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For anything |
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Nothing but a plan to fail for they selves |
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No sense of delf, needed daily affirmations of self help |
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Yo it's right in front of yo grill stop looking everywhere else |
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Speaking of planning, |
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Hustling and scheming |
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Looking for hookups |
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Took up too much time |
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Like a fiend for rocks that got cooked up |
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God bless the child that got his own shit |
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I got my team's |
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So the fiends now become opponents |
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They the opposition |
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Stronger from competition |
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Shining like a golden shower, your face i'm pissing in |
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Completing a genocide mission like |
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The Warren commission |
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Like fathers was supposed to be missing |
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While our sisters were supposed to be whoring |
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Save it for a rainy day, money is pouring |
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Under grey clouds, black butterflys still be soaring |
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Flying in frienldy skies |
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We classifying the highs |
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Blood be flowing in the streets like crimson tide in my eyes |
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Tye be having me drowsy |
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But I get mellow with the chronic |
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Intellectuals embarrased cause we discussing ebonics |
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I'm on a roll like sonic |
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In an age that the plague got bubonic proportions |
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Yo I call it reparations, but they call it extortion |
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Whatever |
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Just give me mine |
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But caution |
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You've been warned for the very last time |
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I'm not telling you again |
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So relay it to your crew |
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You gotta actually to do |
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Forget the drive in, driveby and drive through |
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You've got to |
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Get out the car |
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Humble yourself |
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Tilt your head back, and look at the stars |
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Shining over someplace very far, from where you standing |
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When the night is clear |
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You understanding just who put them there |
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What you know about the space you get lost in |
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Your peoples can't hear you in the distortion |
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The desert is absorption |
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And you sucked and you stuck off american freezing for like |
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2000 seasons |
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Upon your return from raping and crossbreeding |
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Your own people accuse you of deceiving and misleading |
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Causing mass confusion. Drug abusing |
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Now you all caught up in institutions |
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At this time you've got to break it down and be showing and proving |
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An A&R told me that i use to many catch phrases |
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True I'm trying to catch all my people in all different stages all |
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Different phases |
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It's like that y'all... |
