[Esoteric]
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Yo, ya-ya-yo-yo...
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Cats ice grillin' me, fuck em' I buck em' verbally
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Lookin' for a reason as I'm breezing by security
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With no one searching me, it's like I'm freezing their palm
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Taking with me my Koran and my belief in his law
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Storing a light tool, that's more than a knife fool
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And an aviation book from a Florida flight school
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But I could give a fuck about taking off or landing
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What I really need to know is how to hit this building
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How to kill American men, women, and children
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How to take the life of every innocent civilian
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Ready to fly, but am I ready to die?
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Am I promised everything that I want, on the other side?
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8:03 in loop in terminal C, Logan airport where I'm supposed to be
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I see the man reppin' Massport, checking passports
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"Have a nice flight sir"
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This is our chance, he never took a second glance
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Am I ready to advance, or live by in a trance
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The past 30 years of my life have been in camps
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Trained to kill, in Allah's name in will
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Livin' in this fountained up state paid the bill
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[Inspectah Deck] (Clips)
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Survival got me buggin' *scratch* strugglin'
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Livin' in the world no different from a cell
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And I ask what's it worth
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Livin' in the world no different from a cell
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[Esoteric]
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Boarding the plane, my brains borderline insane
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Train of thought out of wack as I creep around the back of the jet
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My forehead's wet I keep praying
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Thinking to myself my next life brings wealth
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'Cause this one is nothing but a bump in the road
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And I'll be going to a better place when something explode
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As I look around the craft in the plane gets gone
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I lock eyes with my partners and know that it's on
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Am I, ready to die for a God I've never seen? (No)
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Ready to die for an idear or dream (Nah)
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And I'm looking at life through a wider scope
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Trying to cope, as my man slice the pilot's throat
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The plan takes effect and my heart fills with fright
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Plus these strippers last night had me thinking life is alright
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I take a look around and see all types of faces
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Men with suitcases, little girls with braces
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All kinds of races, panic end up once
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The plane change it's course, aimed at the source
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We're a dangerous force, but did I really say we
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When I don't have the feeling that Allah is really with me
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I heard a Christian man state that he's afraid of death
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If he had faked left, he'd be waiting with beta breath kid
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Now I question my objective, 'cause I'm looking at it from a scientific perspective
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The same Christian man that was questioning himself
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Is telling me that I will burn in hell, I told him well that's very place
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that we dwell, besides the only thing burning is my shell
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I rebel against the United States and Israel
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Killing citadels filled with different dells
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Time tell speaketh to this man I realize I'm pure evil
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Believing all the hideous lies the people feed to you
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In fact, I can feel my skin crack
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I'm fading to black 'cause I brace for impact
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Terrorist's Cell
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| 7L & Esoteric |
