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Chorus
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Energy that we exchange is imperative
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Intricate so simple
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Life is the spirit and the body is the temple
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One Life One Love
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Tell me this are you prepared to live
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Energy that we exchange is imperative
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Intricate so simple
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Life is the spirit and the body is the temple
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One Life One Love
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[Casual]
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All they seen was one hand bust through the white sand
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Illuminating the land with liberation
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And mysterious, ferociously, serious black man
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Experience the urban warfare of fully strapped assault
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As an angel hoping my benevolence will change you
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Singing folklore of the poor
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Natural born warrior
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Since the days of Spain was ruled my the Moors
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Then again, before your existence
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Imhotep
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The presenter of the mystics
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Geometry, trigonometry statistics
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It's simplitics embedded in my bloodline
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Just like the pain of my forefathers
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The chains of slavery remains
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Behaviors we obtained in days that we were slained and tortured
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Tormented and scorned
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Shackles on my feet, feeding my pork
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Lashes on my back, lost my family
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Not to belittle the middle passage calamity
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I gotta make decisions
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Cause I keep havin' visions of flight bombing politicians
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On some midnight marauder missions
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It gets harder
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They shut down your energy, cut off your water
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Close the gas station, food supply shortened
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Dying of starvation and smoke ventilation
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I'm coming realer than you fairytale killers
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We disciplined, that's why no militias can get with us
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Sure, shot hit us from a thousand meters away
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All day
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[Del]
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Tomorrow, what you gonna do?
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Your past is haunting you
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You know what, I'ma tell as I'm sipping on this brew
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You know it's wrong and true
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So what you gonna do?
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The truth is long overdue 2X
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[Tajai]
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I'm talking bout
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Demolitions, ammunition
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No more propositions or petitions
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Seditions met with lynchings and whippings
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But they won't crush my wishes into submission
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Foresight courtesy of 3rd Eye Vision
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Tells me hit 'em
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Get 'em before they first force strike
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Meet in the black of the night
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Dodging ghetto pterodactyl lights
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Bring the full gats and precious metals if you true dat
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Get wise with medical supplies
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Conceptualize and plan
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Or get caught with your ass wide open
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And not get to ask
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"Why", I'm hoping you hear
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And I'm hoping your here
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For the millenium season opener
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I keep ample degrees up my sleeve
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For brothers who no longer breathe
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No reprieves
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Nothing but memories to retrieve
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Black babies disease
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Stomachs distended, arms out stretched
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For any care extended
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This is the flock to which I am attended
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But I'll do it
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I'm committed, commending
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All commandants vowing to be uncommon
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Fuck the promenade
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Underground and granite-strong, granted
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The path is jagged and long
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And we look raggied
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But I want more than this wall at my back in days
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Back we would have been mobile
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It's time to make power moves
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And put the all in all-powerful, all in all
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I can't close my eyes
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And I would be a coward too
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And so would you, so sir
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Are yor scared?, no sir
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I see answers to irradiate
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Eradicate this cancer
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They won't catch me playing patty cake with hands up
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You might catch me spraying
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But I think you better get them flight masks up
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[Voice]
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I'm ready
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[Pep Love]
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Yeah, ah huh
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One Life One Love
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Tell me this are you prepared to live?
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Chorus
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[Voice]
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I'm ready
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I'm ready
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One Life One Love
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