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There's something inside That's telling you that love's so much is just a masquerade When everything's You know it's time for the wars If just a masquerade
When I feel the way of my innocence Looking for emotions are fallacy Everything is waiting on dominance Hoping for new and alibis
And I'm you, ohh If I could from falling And I bet you, ohh the Voices in your head but there's no to go
There's something inside That's you that love's so much more This is just a
I sit back the microphone watchin' these MC's turn to actors Producin' all the factors that life, into a masquerade We like a bunch of battery operated, inoculated five sentences connect us to the Earth Rich sinners since the days of my For what it's worth, dissuaded I'm steadily spreadin' love the beat down Let's meditate and the heat now
Like rain, on the desert plain 'Cause the sun parch the on the weak sound I break it down, to H2O A place to go, that you can't escape the not exist, I love the truth so I persist Intelligent men? Or Gorillas in the Mist a black fist, for the size of dollar bill I the space so you can think about it now so just chill
something There's something in There's There's deep inside That's telling you love's so much more This is just a When alright You know it's for the writing wars If just a masquerade
Black shit, ration, 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 more than this, before the heart left the beat The soul the speech, I'm still trying to reach My niche, and teach the love again inside the hate of a day Got stepped after, genuine we're swept away}
the importance of diamonds, bells And a platinum place, from grace Not my with another trace Of the same thing I came in, this thing is saving Standing in the pockets tongues of what I'm saying Blaming myself only for what they're playing}
{I may peek through the storm, but now raining Unchanging of late, it's hard to be Although is native to me, I tried to be Even patience couldn't save it, from the of pages They couldn't believe I would say No longer without wings, Kamau is what my is}
many undermine, what I underline Placing my underneath their making of rhymes It was a of frustration bricks or blank slates Subway trains and cardboard with masking tape It was the of the evening, the way the day grew late Words tumble from over my tongue And gave a new taste to my
{It doesn't even matter how the would paint us With love on our side they could barely against us Um, what up? Uh Kheaven, what's down? Um I got message, and uh yeah Basically call me and tell me Sorry about the of the message, but you know You feelin' it? Aight man End of