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They say The fool thinks himself to be wise, but the man knows himself to be a fool.
I say that, to say this.
You may my life,
But you cant my soul!
But you cant my soul!
You may take my
But you take my soul!
But you take my soul!
You may my life,
But you take my soul!
But you take my soul!
You may my freedom
But you take my soul!
But you cant my soul!
1:]
They cant use my music to for Coca Cola
They cant use my to advertise for Motorola
They cant use my music to advertise for
The truth, I thats the reason the industry wont let me in
to be a product or brand, Im human
Refuse to contribute to the gangster
Whether Im number One, Number two, or Three
Im unique and will never be another me
And there be another you
Be proud of who you are, dont copy the others do
are not superior, you are not inferior
When we that is gonna be hysteria
Not commercial, controversial what my pen has written
When they listen many have risen the mental prison
Thats why you never see my face the television
But every time I try to sleep I the devil singing
You may my life,
But you take my soul!
But you take my soul!
You may my freedom
But you take my soul!
But you take my soul!
You may my life,
But you take my soul!
But you take my soul!
You may my freedom
But you take my soul!
But you cant my soul!
2:]
They cant use my to advertise a watch or your car
They cant use my music to a drink you got at the bar
They use my music to advertise for anything
The truth, I thats the reason the industry wont let me in
My is the reason Im thinking separately
your three-sixty I can do this independently
Its likely Im mad (why?)
Cause I say ease slavery gave the streets Nikeys and Ipads
dont like my rhymes, see my style is like Electra
But Id rather die, smile with my oppressor
Im an student, with the facts and youre Judis
not Hip Hop or Grime, your just McDonalds music
Not commercial, always what my pen has written
When they listen many risen from the mental prison
Thats why you see my face upon the television
But time I try to sleep I hear the devil singing
You may my life,
But you take my soul!
But you take my soul!
You may take my
But you cant my soul!
But you cant my soul!
You may my life,
But you take my soul!
But you take my soul!
You may take my
But you take my soul!
But you cant my soul!