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I want you to get together Put your hands together one time! Getting together, feeling for... Nothing sure for the moment, we said that we would beat the weather Whether the storm, take me for pawn Put the peace to your chest, now king me, I move along! This poor game in night, so many falling nights Not every bitch a queen blinded by our Mrs Right You got me to the point you sacred me to be afraid! Behind these shades, dark seems a little righter Those be the days, I ain't never seen the light of. Never inspired by anything unoriginal My original, style is more physical My metamorphosis lead me to the pinnacle No other human has a rhyme scheme identical! I swim with sharks, grew a... that's the end of you My destination is Paris, Prague, Milan With fashionistas, modern day Mona Lisas Model bitches concentrating on their visas! To make it big time, they got a big line I got a big mind, I gotta get mine Shine brighter than pure gold, it's more love Reminds me of the places people say that I can't go! Now I'm blowing out the candles in a castle These Callies broads when I hang like... I find easy what you find to be an asshole I got this rap shit, hook line .. This bomb.. opened up my consciousness Found glimpse of memories, tangled up with the nonsense Knowledge is still power, power and information Money completes it all, God could build a nation Running with warriors, immortals at night Ripped to your.. cause we was never know to that life No! only known to the streets, I'm ripping them mikes I used to play ball, but I stopped along with the height Such a big man, stuck into a small frame Put in a small city, mother gave a big name Half a tear, definition creator Never really religious, got congregations of haters True fakers weighting on my downfall But if I fall down, I'm landing on a cloud, dog With the.. they hear it when I sound off The little people, scattered on the grand loss Wondering if they'll ever catch me that close again By the time they realize I'm taking off with the guts to win! And I'm busting in like I won't come again Like oh, I'll never leave when I touch this cheese I'll be feeling breezes, overseas Far away from grief, somewhere close to Jesus! I want you to get together Put your hands together one time! |