I know what's going on inside my head inside my heart and
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you can't pull wool on me its not my eyes I use for seeing
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so close but off the mark there's something lacking in the judgement
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listen to pancreas or large intestine or duodenum
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But I don't know the truth till it hits me in the ribs or maybe balls
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and it still won't be enough to make me see the confirmation will be
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voodoo just voodoo I'll ask if you know macumba
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voodoo just voodoo don't ask if I know how to prove it
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I see the punches here are being pulled by people unable to face
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facts they can't comprehend it doesn't matter its never been necessary
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I don't understand half the crap that's going on
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I never will in one ear then left to rot inside my head
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to clear the clouds there will be voodoo just voodoo
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I'll ask if you know macumba
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voodoo just voodoo don't ask if I know how to prove it
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Put all the evidence aside
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there's something burning in your mind
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deep deep down under cortex
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it's only little but it protects
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don't ignore it now
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its gonna show you how
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it looks at things just as they should be seen
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voodoo just voodoo I'll ask if you know macumba
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voodoo just voodoo don't ask if I know how to prove it
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You Know Macumba?
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