[Chorus]
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This Craft, this beat, this rhyme, this vibe
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This style, they say music gives new life
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From a source inside that is forever flowin'
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This stage, this mic, this crowd, this show
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This life, I've been given a gift tonight
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And for that, I vow to be a vessel
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[Gift of Gab - Verse One]
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I didn't have to be, given the gift to rip
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I'll never master me, I know that it's from Him
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or Her or It, dimensions that sit
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Waitin' to sift through me, I fall short, still it hits me swift
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I didn't have to see, I coulda hit the lick
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I coulda drifted it quick, I coulda quit so quick
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It's really a trip, I guess I was picked
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I don't know what I did to deserve a ride like this (Damn!)
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I didn't have to eat, I coulda been so thin
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I didn't have to be, quoting these sentences
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I didn't have to reap, the work put in but then
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even the work in itself was such a blessin
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I didn't have to see, the planet lip to lip
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I didn't have to make, a livin' writ to writ
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I didn't have to dream and then begin to live it
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And for that, I vow to be a vessel
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[Chorus]
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This Craft, this beat, this rhyme, this vibe
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This style, they say music gives new life
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From a source inside that is forever flowin'
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This stage, this mic, this crowd, this show
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This life, I've been given a gift tonight
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And for that, I vow to be a vessel
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[Verse Two]
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I give thanks for my rhymin' ability
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I don't front like it's not a responsibility
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I can open a mind, if the youth will listen to me
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I'm not goin' to front, like I'm on some killin' spree
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and as hard as the times are, God is livin' through beats
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that come not from minds, but that travel through spiritual reasons
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Some of the time, I feel like, it's not even me
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No mon-ey can buy gateways to infinity
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Still I'm hun-gry to shine, when I know I should let it be
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I want but I have, every single thing that we need
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So help me align self with soul and then I'll be free
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To sculpt and design verbal styles and experience freedom
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[Chorus]
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This Craft, this beat, this rhyme, this vibe
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This style, they say music gives new life
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From a source inside that is forever flowin'
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This stage, this mic, this crowd, this show
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This life, I've been given a gift tonight
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And for that, I vow to be a vessel
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[Chief Xcel samples]
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"Let go, do what's in front of you"
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"Then, let go, then do what's in front of you"
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[Verse Three]
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This ain't leisure, although it feels
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It is a duty, a way to live, another way to give
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Another way to just, have communion
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With the source of the sun and moon and, a way to pay the bills
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Displayin' skills, I take it REAL serious
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The vibe's so mysterious, not just one more day to kill
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..and I could lose my connection
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if I do not respect it enough, fffade away it will
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Day to day it gives energies
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That replenish me, if I believe and I say it will
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and act on it, 'cause action is the key to freedom
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Only way to be a leader, lead by the way you live
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[Chorus x3]
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This Craft, this beat, this rhyme, this vibe
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This style, they say music gives new life
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From a source inside that is forever flowin'
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This stage, this mic, this crowd, this show
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This life, I've been given a gift tonight
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And for that, I vow to be a vessel
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The Craft
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Blackalicious |