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[Cormega] |
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Under the sun vultures looming |
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Hoping to consume a culture wounded |
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Boldly refusing to die show and proving |
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I embodied what only few can |
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Wearing sincerity not the robe of Judas |
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My golden rule is live no lie |
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I know truth is part of my focus |
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Music art imitates life growth included |
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I'm bound by word hold me to it |
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My heart and nerve are accountable no excuses |
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I never made a deal with my soul included |
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I know what's real and I know illusions |
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Misery loves company I chose seclusion |
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There's degrees to separation |
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I know my true friends and forced alliances |
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Conspiring the denial of hearing my aspiring rhyming is timeless and genuine |
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That's where my mind is at: a reflective state |
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I weigh my mans like grams |
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Understanding there are losses when you measure weight |