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Intro:
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Ultimately, martial art means honestly expressing yourself...
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it is easy for me to put on a show and be cocky,
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or I could show you some really fancy movement...
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But to express oneself honestly, not lying to oneself,
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and to express myslef honestly...
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Now that, my friend is very hard to do.
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Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives
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And for that live moment we thrive
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Awakenings, as we make the dead come alive
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Rise and walk my son
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Come into the light
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Inside the dark we illuminate mics
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Give knowledge to mediocre
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The will to neanderthal
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Filter to the the small
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Digital to analog
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We steady advancin'
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Rhyme enhancin'
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Civil minds can't keep up with this
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Senim Silla:
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Dig - I'ma put it on the table
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I ain't a thug nigga and playa, I ain't playful
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I'm just Senim Silla, man without label
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Standin' on my own to you tryin' to stay stable
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Speakin' what I know to only what I'm able
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I ain't the kinda guy who carry on for dough
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The material cat who walk around for show
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I'm just your everyday, merry way joe on the go
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While others go with the flow
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I ain't never been the one to follow trend, I do my own bit
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Can't keep up with the joneses, I'm on my own shit
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I don't care what you drink
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What you stress, how you dress, or where you got the link
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I ain't impressed
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These lames run around like mice in a maze
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Tryin' to get up on cheese, its just a rat race
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Wanna change times' schemes to make man worship things
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Over the supreme being, or stop, fill up?
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Should I join the hypocrites?
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Or side with the suckas by choice
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It makes no difference that y'all product of environment
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It's just coincidence
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The world's a violent place baby, there ain't no more innocence
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Or civil men or penatence, just
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Ignorance cast on the right from wrong
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They mimic shit they see on TV or hear in a song
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What that tell you they on?
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A sucka act up every minute
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The righteous live on but the the niggas are infinite
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I ain't hardcore, I don't pack a 9 millimeter
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Most of y'all gangster rappers ain't hardcore neither
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Whoever get mad then I'm talkin 'bout you
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Claim you fear no man but never walk without crew
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Where I'm from, your reputation don't mean jack
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So what you pack gats and you sell fiend's crack
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You ain't big time, my man
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You ain't no different from the next cat in my neigberhood who did time
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Rhyme after rhyme it's the same topic
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What make you think you hardcore cuz you was raised in the projects
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Broke ass finally got a hundred in your pocket
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Now you on the mic spittin' money's no object
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What you say is bullcrap
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If you wasn't with your crew and wasn't drunk off the brew
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Would you still pull gats?
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You need to stop frontin'
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Or you're headed for self destruction
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Yeah, today's topic is self-destruction
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I ain't talkin 'bout the KRS-One discussion
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I'm talkin 'bout the one too many ignorant suckas
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Lyin' on the mic to my sistas and brothas
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Everytime you listen to the radio, all you hear is nonsense
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They never play the bomb shit
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Everything that glitters ain't gold
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And every gold record don't glitter that's for damn sure
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(scratching break)
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(discussion)
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How many cats you know speak the illegit rhyme after rhyme diligent?
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85 percent represent ignorant
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Either you innocent or guilty
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Some of my favorite emcees fell off
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It damn near killed me
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Lookin' at the kids that was true hip-hop
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Nowadays them cats don't even do hip-hop
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Rap got 'em brainwashed with cats that don't last
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And five minutes of fame
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That's when it's a shame
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Seein real emcees tryin' to imitate rappers
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If you ask me they goin' out ass backwards
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Tradin' in respect to push a fat Lex
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Puff rhymin' on the remix, what's next?
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It hurts so bad I wanna smack 'em
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My favorite crew members break up turn around and join wack ones
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This is dedicated to you hip-hop hypocrites
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Drivin wack songs like you don't give a shit
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I ain't got nothin' against nobody tryin' to make a decent living
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It ain't the money that's the issue
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Only if that's the reason why these cats are makin' decent music
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That's when I got beef with you
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And I'ma break it you like never
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Go ahead, call me player hater if it make you feel better
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Try to jump my crew if you cats feel foggy
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You need to wake up and smell the damn coffee
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Honest Expression
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| Binary Star |
