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Here we go...here we go... Back on the journey again, tool is the pad and pen Cool is the fan as the wind, soothin' you after I send True inter vision risen and driven while givin' you my Isms of intuition while niggaz is livin' a LIE Syllables spill and I fly, high as a pittacle rhyme Not to belittle a fool, but try to get into you my Lyrics inherited form awareness somewhere in the sky Clearly you'll give them merit and cherish 'em better wit' time There is none ever and on like rivers, so clever I shine Verbal ambassador travel in this endeavor of mine Never a anti-gangster, the ghetto is still on the mind If I was, not rappin', a nigga might be up inside All of you terraces, stealin' wallets and necklaces, I Give hella gratefulness for the blessin' share this and fly Everywhere people outside the culture now try to deFINE What it is, but it is MINE, such it is, love with BLIND Vision but no division is vivid we livin' inside Vicious vindictive and mental prisons from within the mind I sit and find stillness from minutes is written the RHYME Gettin' you smitten wit' it, particularly if you're a prime Listener, listen up, twist it up like the lyrics was lime Vintage is instant, so give it up when you hear it recited Recite it at attention, relivin' tension and bendin' yo' spine Sendin' you signals to get yo' internal system aligned Lyrical pittacle, situation is critical Syllable after syllable, Give It To You, deliver you my - Intervals, sendin' you through dimensions who didn't know Hidden in you, within you, when you get in the begin into it Sentiments internets, couldn't send you yet signals you get Rippin' through skin and through tissue, fix you elixirs that MIGHT - (lift your peripheral vision, the mystical wisdom that tends To go into the infinite system of livin' and this is the ending As well as the beginning of the Gift and his prime) Mission the bliss is divine, Christen it, isn't it fine? Listen and dissin' it, that's the incident innocent Men and women hit, lyrics is killin' niggaz, they shivelin' The predicaments thick, and it spills the wig of the ignorant lyricist, puttin' fear in their spirit... Yo, that's my time! I know all you fellas have had a lady in your life that, you really appreciated And you wanted to do something special for her and, let her know it Well, I gotta lady like that, and I wrote this song to her...
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