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The
Common q-tip

Yo, we all got things that we got to deal with. we always are

To put the on something else rather than sometimes looking at
Ourselves, recognizing a lot of the stuff happens, sometimes it has to do
other things...but if we look within ourselves, we could prevent a lot of
This nonsense sometimes, y'know. about
Relating back to the essence y'know what I'm sayin', it all stems from.
do my
Thing this drum, like a native tongue.
Verse one
Do what you will, if you feel that steeze is real
Complicated with the skills over to reel
Brown skin is what I feel, my and body's appeal
Is to the mills, who hear the beats to chill
Constantly, I'm hearing black americans just
for a leader who can fill us up with ether
Hitting us up with great chat
About the
That the
Is constantly held
Like 50 tracks back in a race
And the team's ahead
So let's up the pace
And I be needing something that could feed my taste
At the end of the race is there a paradise
Yo, we can't get involved in what the man is doing
Material we put too much in persuing
"yo duke, I need this dope so we can step to party"
But we can all mardi
Minus that in our body
"what got to do with that"
kid that's the essence,
Your physical
every lesson
You can't run the rolls royce if the is busted.
Can't even the knife to cut the mustard.
What we need to do
Now listen to verse
concentrate on our spiritual plate.
Recognize your existence in this vast space
From a tiny of blood
To the human with taste, sight, touch, smell
And
deem it profound!
And prioritize this cause it was allah's
"allah? I'm god"
"no I believe that. that's a mystery"
"if God is so why does shit be happening to me? "
divinity within
Because we come from the
A force that's not but yo we feel it every time
the wind blows, and the earth turns,
And the drops, and the babies cry
And the fly, and the grounds quake,
And the gleam, yo
So things are evidence of it's existence
What we need to do is link it persistence,
me out, yo
Once we that, we can move ahead
Native tongues, common sense yo hip-hop bred...

From the spiritual world my life has developed
First person I close to me was stella
of my mellows
Lost their mothers and their
For them I empathy
But I pouring out fuckin' hennessee
I my heart out when I see dot out on the deck
Knowing two weeks ago he slapped-boxed with
I hear of niggas dying in the wind and on the
But it's somebody you know it hits you
And emotions get
I ain't in your shoes,
I won't judge you for
Because the of the ghetto says "you gotta!"
They snatch you again from rock
Give back into the neighborhood, you better start
Stickin'
On the
I'm of arabs giving me my change back
bomb my yesterday
My he never gave back
I lay back, at the ceiling
what can I do
So my homie won't to be dealing
Not cause you serving and I'm rapping I'm
Just different pieces to the puzzle of life
we gotta put together, to better ourselves
Cause families we gotta
No matter how long the
Shorter the days
Men like women
And no in the season
If you got popped five
You for a reason
Let's put this five, ten come-up plan in progression
Before we our papers
our blessings