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get real
- Now that I'm back on the apparatus I'm pullin' from all my facets
- I don't need Gibson to show me nothin about the passion
- Cuz Gods love comes around like a bunch a backflips
- Now people wanna claim that Weed is greener than the grass is
- I had to gain faith by gettin backed up to the wall
- I ain't tryina be thirty eight and have no track revolve
- cuz this is special, even after the period
- cuz when its at your face thats how you know it gets serious
- I've been in the hoods where people shootin the block up
- My relief was in bars, not talking bout the vodka
- Back when my mode of speech wasnt even Proper
- Listening to Dr. Dre as if he was a real doctor
- My brain was scattered like shells poppin from a Mossberg
- Thinkin to myself that I was never gonna prosper
- How could I beat the system, when I'm not a monster?
- And any truth you look for is hidden by impostors
- I learned the hard way...I took the tough road
- Pot holes, cops and stuck behind where the bus drove
- No shoulder to lean the whip that I've been driving
- Lookin for somethin that I could go an set my mind in
- It won't stop rainin I wanna talk to Poseidon
- But he don't care I'm still lookin for someone to confide in
- you can flip through all my issues &watch me let out the steam
- but trust I never meant to do that wit a magazine
- I CANT READ! BETWEEN THE LINES OR EVEN MINDS
- I CANT SLEEP! THE REAPERS TRYIN TO CEASE MY GRIND
- IM THINKIN LIKE....THE FALLACIES NEED TO BURN
- BUT ITS MAD HARD WHEN THE BOUNDARIES SEEM TO BLUR
- I CANT READ! BETWEEN THE LINES OR EVEN MINDS
- I CANT SLEEP! THE REAPERS TRYIN TO CEASE MY GRIND
- IM THINKIN LIKE....THE FALLACIES NEED TO BURN
- BUT ITS MAD HARD WHEN THE BOUNDARIES SEEM TO BLUR
- Subconsciously usin memories for prophecy
- Those mocking me get cut short like an apostrophe
- I paint pictures to your mind that even all the blind could see
- even Pac could see im 2 nice with the mockery
- But theres only two greater that can loop it back to me
- The Father and the Son that effortlessly cautioned sadducees
- Lookin at my actions like," We got some work to do
- this boy aint gonna learn a thing with nothin to suffer through"
- its easy to blame it all on God but thats unlikely true
- i check my talk and my walk, without a nike shoe
- so let me bare my soul, before I walk another road
- That way when I face the music I won't have to pass a note
- im tryina never fold like an older motorola
- a razor'd never be fit to ever help me hold up
- so i raise the bars higher than a major cause
- that way you dont space when you see me shootin past the stars
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