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Intro:
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Ladies and gentlemen please put your hands together
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and help me welcome to the stage
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all the way live from Los Angeles California.. Defari!
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Verse 1:
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Never lose touch never lose sight
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Never lose sight of my moms who gave me the birth right
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I fight for righteousness that's what I feel in my heart
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You wickedness you infidel you was weak from the start
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And I part your brain like Moses parted the sea
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Come walk with me
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My debut album it's all prophecy
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No predictions in my knack can't mock me
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Got to hear this at least two times then you can copy
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And by then I move on to new dimension
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Defari stack your advance plus prepare pension
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Find my nitch don't glitch for the popular
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This beat is ill it give me that Paparazzi feel that opera
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Classical Beatdown verbally
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Like Ultramagnetic I make sure that you heard of me
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The record spins at 33 and a third r.p.m.s
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The shinin' star win and drop another gem
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Hook:
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Never lose touch never lose sight
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Never lose sight of my moms who gave me the birth right
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I never lose touch never lose sight
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Never lose sight of my will to ill and get the crowd hype
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Verse 2:
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Murderous beady snares and bass kicks
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Evidence we from the mental we keeps it basic
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Complex with simplisity to the utmost
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These comedians on the mic yo yo I think they better let it go
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Cause this flow is strictly ammo
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Microphones are not for these niggas who don't have no
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Skill
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Yet in still they insist they only do if for fun
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Fuck that
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Feel the gun from my burning tongue
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Lightening bolts from my throat
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Electrify through these jokes I burn holes
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And tare frames shread all papers with birth names
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Wack MCs can't exists no way up in the pro game
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Not me man
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Caliber that a scavenger couldn't even bite
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With food, water and adequate light
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A piece of paper to write, a pen
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And right when he begin
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Defari comes smashing in
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Hook
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Verse 3:
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Everyday is a regiment on a quest to blow settlements
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False prophets come to my door selling false testaments
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I get calls on the phone "No he's not home"
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Collectors and soliciters PLEASE leave me the fuck alone
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Yo I come in this country you always owe that
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Two steps forward three steps backward type flow
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That's got to go
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Defari got a hot show
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Trademark of my crew
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Live Liquid pro
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Special MC will ability
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Beyond what the eye can see Heru spiritually
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Pure divinity
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Manifest physically
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Rain lyrics cause it's cloudy and windy nothing prevent me
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>From banging' heads in Canada, Philly
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LA, New York, out to Italy
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My peoples feelin' me that's what counts the most
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We keep it tight and do it right
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We come up and then we toast
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Hook
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scratching-
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"lyrics are gold plus steel for the raw deal" - Defari 'Big Up'
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Never Lose Touch
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| Defari |
