[Verse 1:]
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Attack fame with cerebral cortex in your brains
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So my effects will remain
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Long after the trends change
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Son I'll bend your name
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Rearrange your molecules
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Amongst hip hop dudes, Brother Ali be droppin' jewels
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Impossible to fool I'm like Picasso with the tool
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A fossil, old school rapper passing all the rules
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Never hostile to your crew but colossal with my moves
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When my face is in the place y'all start droppin that stool
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I did a lot in schools and that three years are cool
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But known as about a Muslim MC
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Super-duper Brother Ali
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Is rockin' goofies and loose jeans
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The last years [?], dogin' duce duce teams
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Who seem to wanna wet me cause they girlfriends sweat me
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For the way I interact with my peers, they respect me
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Because I respect them
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And let them speak the peace and get my two cents in
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My conversation was deep back then
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[Hook: x4]
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{"Take these words home and think it through"}
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{"Greater mission, I hope that you're listening"}
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[Verse 2:]
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Brother Ali sign the dotted line
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On the architectural design in your mind
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And redesign your outline
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I shout rhymes through a dynamic mic
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Automatic hype and if I'm slammin right
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Change the way you look at your life
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And all you can say is Ali came to shook it tonight
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And just stand back shake your head and look at the sight
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And now my soul can breathe a sigh of relief
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For squashing all prior beef cause don't nobody wanna die on the streets
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Rely on the beats to save ya, you'll never get help
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Get a chance to go for self
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And what you do? Go for self
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I got a wealth of wisdom
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So I skip the player themes
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Instead I'm aiming off the hot sense of your brain with laser beams
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My ways and means have always produced amazing scenes
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Not like the phony fellas, come at you fake like Maybeline
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But got major cream
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Whenever I, label jeans
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But when I get up in your brain I reawaken your dreams
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Know what I mean?
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[Hook: x4]
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{"Take these words home and think it through"}
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{"Greater mission, I hope that you're listening"}
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[Verse 3:]
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I've got a mission to add traditions to the inscriptions on your cognitions
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Supervising with provisions
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You wouldn't understand why Ali is here
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But when the student is prepared the teacher appears
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And I've been speaking for years of passage you got that?
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You still tryin' to understand the metaphor for where hip-hop at
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Have you ever thought that every time you listen to a track
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That's four minutes of your life that you can never get back?
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And that's a hell of an investment
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So when MC's blessing
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We gotta think very hard about the message
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I ain't tryin' to hear about you sippin Crystal in the Bahamas
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When I'm drinkin Nestle Quik on a crowed bus full of maecenas
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And give us appetite to check by knowledge
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I'm starving for Versace but you never mention college
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So I'm supposed to get it and be a rap star like you
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How many of us can do that for real? Very few
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If I sell drugs, or die, or go to jail, or go to hell either way
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If you keepin' it real how come there's no truth to what you say?
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Remember this, we make rap stars rich and company's even richer
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I aim for your brain until you get the picture
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[Hook: x4]
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{"Take these words home and think it through"}
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{"Greater mission, I hope that you're listening"}
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Think It Through
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Brother Ali |