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I can't relax I need to meditate.
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Yeah, I'll make 'em wait. (x2)
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Time moves in numbers,
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I count the summers, direct the drummers.
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Tell me you don't feel nothing,
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Would you like to ride on my train, or
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Would you like to drink from my vein?
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My vibe's just a (fuckin') feeling.
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I see the ceiling.
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And adjust to such a feeling.
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I be the prophet, slay me then we'll cross it.
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(repeat twice more)
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I'm already on the other side (repeated several times)
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I Be The Prophet
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| Tricky |
