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There's something inside telling you that love's so much more This is a masquerade When alright You know time for the writing wars If just a masquerade
When I feel the way of my innocence Looking for that are fallacy Everything is on that dominance Hoping for new opuses and
And I'm you, ohh If I starve from falling And I bet you, ohh the in your head but there's no place to go
There's something inside telling you that love's so much more This is just a
I sit back with the watchin' these MC's turn to actors Producin' all the factors that flip life, into a We like a bunch of mannequins battery operated, With five sentences us to the Earth Rich sinners the days of my birth For what worth, dissuaded love I'm steadily love over the beat down Let's meditate and the heat now
Like beautiful rain, on the plain 'Cause the sun parch the on the weak sound I it down, to elements H2O A to go, that you can't escape the flow Does not exist, I love the truth so I men? Or just Gorillas in the Mist Clenchin' a black fist, for the size of dollar I leave the so you can think about it now so just chill
There's something deep in There's There's deep inside telling you that love's so much more This is just a everything's alright You know it's time for the writing If just a masquerade
shit, ration, tryin' to step up But they even cash it, kick that shit
{First saved In this venture, nothing gained, I've only just touched the Once nervous, when writing for a worthless It was once more than this, before the left the beat The soul the speech, I'm still trying to reach My niche, and teach the love again inside the of a present day Got after, being genuine we're swept away}
{Before the of diamonds, bells And a platinum place, fallen from Not my campus with another Of the same I came in, this thing is worth saving in the pockets holding tongues of what I'm saying Blaming myself for supporting what they're playing}
{I may peek through the storm, but now raining of late, it's hard to be creative Although creating is native to me, I to be patience couldn't save it, from the days of pages They believe I would say this No longer without wings, Kamau is my name is}
many undermine, what I underline Placing my poetry their making of rhymes It was a of frustration Brown or blank slates Subway and cardboard bound with masking tape It was the of the evening, the way the day grew late Words tumble from lungs my tongue And gave a new to my fate}
{It doesn't even matter how the chatter paint us With love on our side they barely stand against us Um, what up? Uh Kheaven, what's goin' Um I got your message, and uh Basically call me back and me Sorry the length of the message, but you know You feelin' it? man peace End of