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Ooh la la lah, it’s the way that you feel when you know it’s real
Ooh la la lah, it’s a dream that lasts forever
Ooh la la lah, it’s the way that you feel when you know it’s real
Ooh la la lah, it’s the one that’s inside on a natural high
The Truth as the one to begotten
I’m stone-stepping over sticks, throne-threatening at the rich
And wealthy prone to strip us to the bone without a stitch
In seek of proof, from caged in, to walking out a cave, to stepping on a stage
I rhyme flows in favors various of the flavors pumping hatred
Depicted by the brave, chosen of the bravest to embrace it
Craving suitable ways until my flesh is sinking in the grave
Rest-assured my averted clarity was left ablurred
Disturbed disparities allured surges of my spoken words
In search to find co-existing minds retracing bliss with
Signs of conscious linen wrapped/rapped poetically in rhyme
Soul-searching for a find whole-refined had me left with this
Jotting rhymes in lines off a mind worth a mil or more to sign
Fed to bass-bump beats, pumping trunks with the treats I was feeding to the streets
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I’m sifting for a fix, sparking minds breeding wisdom in spoken-word visions
Enhancing brother-mother-father-son sibling issues
Misusing righteous path religions preyed upon in scapegoat missions
Like the birth of freedom would ever help to stop the bleeding
Birthed in reasons unreasoned for me to believe in left me second guessing-
Suggestions for protection, in guard against oppression, fought for prevention
Seen as fiction through selected redemption
How could it be much misery was breeding from the 'Land of the Free’?
A dream to coincide with thoughts swirling in my mind
Of a world set aside from the lives living lies, to keep’em blind
Had me aiming primetime- rain or shine, I’d climb in reign even if I wasn’t signed
My time of prime came- monetary gains with the fame
Led me quick to change lanes, work against the grain
[Hook]
With aims to train brains in ways to pave afar away from pain
What had me left with this could’ve been that, caught in matters of fact
Harsh realities regarding prides lost for turning backs for cash stacks
So en route I meshed together noted demands to last forever
With stronghold messages alike that of leather, even stronger than Kevlar
Never one to bow for blows deeply felt but untold
A feel for 'makings of a legend’ in hands manipulating for a fold
Achieved status for the folding of a messaged goal, puppets troll?
Fuck that type shit is whack, kick back does the Mack after laying tracks
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