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Dogma looks but never peers through the smog |
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So in the clear will appear that black swan |
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To trap love you must wade through the fog |
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But try to grab it once you have it then it's gone |
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Now some never see beyond these walls |
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And some never see those worms that crawl |
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But mind your step or you will trip on pride's fall |
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Trust no man if his head above all |
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Stance still like the world on pause |
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Eased breath of a wind pre-storm |
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Firm grasp, let the blade conform |
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Manifest thy will, transform |
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Become sword unsheathed, cut raw |
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Become myth turned life, real lore |
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Meet the rage on the field of war |
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But never drink of the blood that pours |
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Look upon ruin and behold these ways |
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When you remove that leash then you'll end the dog days |
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Only by hand can you turn that page |
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Only keys of integrity unlock that cage |
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If you swim in foul play you will live among plague |
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If you cut a man's spirit he will bleed just the same |
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When you linger in the desert don't expect to find rain |
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And if you wish to know peace you must come to know pain |
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Every pioneer leaves a home of the brave |
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Every last deed has a seed that remains |
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And with every backlash some are shocked and afraid |
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But you will never see the light if you refuse to leave shade |
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This that jewel of the master |
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Steady wins the race though impatience run it faster |
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Turn to face the dragon as it brews your disaster |
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Ride upon it's back breathing flames with a rapture |
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In this world only victory or capture |
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Never sleep until that Reaper come and snatch ya |
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And you can't starve with a belly full of laughter |
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Learn to take risk so reward can come after |
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We all the same but aint no two of us alike |
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And when push come to show you abstain from the fight |
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Receive the match of life but then decline to ignite |
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That's what the sage calls the wrong of two rights |
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So live or die, choose the former or the latter |
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Walk that tight rope but don't fall to the flatter |
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Hit 'em with the truth and that body gone shatter |
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I call that mind over matter |
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Real talk, this aint the rhyming of a rapper |
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It's expression of my heart but all these people got it backwards |
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Jam me in a box but I don't fit inside your pattern |
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Maybe now they'll get the message when these lyrics gone and slapped 'em |
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So pay attention to the key of my tone |
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I can lend a hand but I can't save your soul |
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And if you want a leader you should lead yourself home |
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I call my own shots, I won't sit in your throne |
