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

To put the blame on something else rather than sometimes at
Ourselves, a lot of the stuff that happens, sometimes it has to do
With other things...but if we look within ourselves, we prevent a lot of
nonsense sometimes, y'know. it's about
Relating to the essence y'know what I'm sayin', where it all stems from.
do my
Thing over this drum, like a tongue.
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Do you will, if you feel that your steeze is real
Complicated with the over reel to reel
Brown skin is I feel, my mind and body's appeal
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 with
Hitting us up great emotional chat
the fact
That the
Is constantly held
50 tracks back in a relay race
And the white ahead
So let's up the pace
And I be needing something that feed my logical taste
At the end of the race is 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 dope so we can step to this party"
But we can all mardi
that shit in our body
"what that got to do that"
kid that's the essence,
Your physical
Embodies every
You run the rolls royce if the engine is busted.
even life the knife to cut the mustard.
What we need to do
Now listen to verse
Let's concentrate on our plate.
Recognize your existence in this vast blue
From a tiny cloud of
To the human beings taste, sight, touch, smell
And
Let's it profound!
And prioritize this cause it was wish
"allah? I'm god"
"no I believe that. that's a mystery"
"if God is so good why shit be happening to me? "
There's within
Because we come the divine
A force that's not seen but yo we feel it every
When the blows, and the earth turns,
And the drops, and the babies cry
And the birds fly, and the quake,
And the gleam, yo
So many things are of it's existence
What we to do is link it with persistence,
me out, yo
Once we recognize that, we can ahead
Native tongues, sense yo he's hip-hop bred...

From the world my former life has developed
First I lost close to me was stella
Some of my
Lost their and their brothers
For them I empathy
But I ain't pouring out hennessee
I my heart out when I see dot out on the deck
Knowing two weeks ago he slapped-boxed death
I hear of niggas dying in the and on the news
But when it's somebody you know it you
And emotions get
I ain't been in shoes,
I won't judge you for
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 tired of arabs giving me my change
bomb my yesterday
My tomorrow he never back
I lay back, at the ceiling
what can I do
So my won't have to be dealing
Not cause you serving and I'm rapping I'm
Just pieces to the puzzle of black life
That we gotta put together, to better
Cause we gotta raise
No how long the money
become the days
Men like women
And no difference in the
If you got popped five
You breathing for a
Let's put five, ten year come-up plan in progression
Before we our papers
Count our