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The
Common q-tip

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

To put the on something else rather than sometimes looking at
Ourselves, recognizing a lot of the that happens, sometimes it has to do
With other things...but if we within ourselves, we could prevent a lot of
This nonsense sometimes, y'know. about
Relating to the essence y'know what I'm sayin', where it all stems from.
do my
Thing over this drum, a native tongue.
one q-tip:
Do you will, if you feel that your steeze is real
Complicated the skills over reel to reel
Brown is what I feel, my mind and body's appeal
Is to the no-frill mills, who hear the to chill
Constantly, I'm hearing black just sneering
Looking for a leader who can fill us up ether
Hitting us up with emotional chat
the fact
That the
Is constantly held
Like 50 tracks back in a relay
And the team's ahead
So let's keep up the
And I be needing something could feed my logical taste
At the end of the race is a paradise place?
Yo, we can't get involved in what the man is doing
gain we put too much in persuing
"yo duke, I need this dope so we can to this party"
But we can all grati
Minus that in our body
"what got to do with that"
kid that's the essence,
Your presence
every lesson
You can't run the royce if the engine is busted.
even life the knife to cut the mustard.
What we need to do
Now to this verse
Let's concentrate on our plate.
Recognize existence in this vast blue space
From a tiny of blood
To the human beings taste, sight, touch, smell
And
Let's it profound!
And prioritize this cause it was allah's
"allah? I'm god"
"no I ddon't believe that. a mystery"
"if God is so good why shit be happening to me? "
divinity within
Because we come the divine
A force that's not seen but yo we it every time
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 are evidence 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, common yo he's hip-hop bred...

From the spiritual world my former has developed
First person I lost to me was stella
of my mellows
Lost their and their brothers
For I feel empathy
But I ain't pouring out fuckin'
I pour my heart out when I see dot out on the
two weeks ago he slapped-boxed with death
I hear of niggas dying in the wind and on the
But when it's you know it hits you
And emotions get
I ain't been in shoes,
I won't you for knocking
Because the spirit of the says "you gotta!"
They snatch you again from rock
Give back the neighborhood, you better start kickin'
stores
On the
I'm tired of arabs giving me my back
bomb my yesterday
My tomorrow he never gave
I lay back, looking at the
Wondering can I do
So my won't have to be dealing
Not cause you and I'm rapping I'm better
Just different pieces to the puzzle of life
That we gotta put together, to ourselves
Cause families we raise
No matter how long the
Shorter become the
Men become like
And no in the season
If you got popped five
You for a reason
Let's put this five, ten year come-up plan in
Before we our papers
our blessings