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Yo we all got different things we got to with. We always are

to put the blame on something else rather sometimes looking at
ourselves recognizing a lot of the stuff happens...but if we

within ourselves we prevent a lot of this nonsense. It's about
relating back to the essence it all stems from. I'm a do my

over this like a native tongue.
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Do you will, if you feel that your steeze is real
complicated with the skills reel to reel
brown skin is what i feel, my mind and body's
is to the no-frill mills, who hear the to chill
constantly, I'm hearing Black Americans just
Looking for a leader who can fill us up either
us up with great emotional chat
about the
the black
is held back
Like 50 tracks back in a relay
and the team's ahead
so let's keep up the
And I be something
To my logical taste
At the end of the is there a paradise place?
Yo, we get involved in what the next man is doing
Material we put too much in persuing
"Yo duke, I need this dough so we can to this party"
But we can all mardi
Minus shit in our body
"What got to do with that"
kid that's the essence,
your physical
embodies lesson
You can't run the Royce if the engine is busted.
even life the knife to cut the mustard.
What we to do first
Now listen to verse
Let's on our spiritual plate.
Recognize your existence in this vast space
a tiny cloud of blood
To the human beings with taste, sight, touch,
and
deem it profound!
And this cause it was Allah's wish
"Allah? I'm God"
"No I ddon't that. That's a mystery"
"If God is so good why does shit be to me?"
There's divinity
because we from the divine
A froce that's not But you feel it every time
When the blows, and the world turns,
and the rain drops, and the cries
and the bird flies, and the quake,
and the stars
So many things are eident of its
What we to do is link it with persistence
Once we recognize that, we can move
Native Tongue, Common Sense yo he's bred...

From the spiritual my former life has developed
First person I close to me was Stella
of my mellows
Lost mothers and their brothers
For them I empathy
But I ain't pouring out no liquor for no
I pour my heart out I see Dot out on the deck
two weeks ago he slapped-box with death
I hear of niggas in the wind-in the news
But when it's you know it hits you
and get bruised
I been in your shoes,
I judge you for knocking
Because the spirit of the ghetto "You Gotta!"
They snatch you from rock flippin'
Give into the neighborhood, you better start kickin'
stores
On the
I'm of Arabs giving me my change back
bomb my yesterday
My tomorrow he never gave
I lay back, at the ceiling
Wonndering can I do
So my homie have to be dealing
Not cause you serving and I'm I'm better
Just different to the puzzle of black life
That we have to put together, ourselves
cause we gotta raise
No matter how the money
become the days
Men become women
and no in the season
If you got popped times
You breathing for a
Let's put the five tenure into progression
Before we our paper
Count our