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• Written by Anonymous

Instrumental One: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TQ0YOLW7to0
 
Man, this is about to be great,
First album, two years in the game,
I can't believe this day would come,
 
Cruising down the avenue,
On a bright summer day,
I can say what I can't,
And vice versa,
Flip the words and,
In the end,
All our sermons are on a server,
Silenced 'em before I heard 'em,
Went silent before I heard 'em,
I remember when I first heard 'Em,
Influenced me to get in the game,
But my name is not a frame, the same,
As 'Em is, Shady, use race not as a fallback,
A safety, and maybe then they would play me,
But until then, attempt to erase me,
Deface me, you must be deranged, see,
Paint like a Bansky,
Pull up to the bank with a grin on my face,
Provide for my family, the teller asks;
Has the album dropped?
I reply, maybe, maybe not,
Until then I release these singles laced in thought,
And grind until the new Mercedes can be bought.
 
(Echo)
In the end,
All our sermons are on a server,
In the end,
All our sermons are on a server,
 
(Beat Fades)
Part Two begins: Play Instrumental: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKHkdIiirCo
 
Ugh,
Yeah
 
(Verse Two)
Reminisce, take me back to peace,
A place that don't exist,
Ignorance is bliss,
But I focus on what's going on around me,
World Wide conflict has no boundaries,
Sometimes I wish I could just silence the news,
They tell myth laced with the truth,
That's why I stay in the booth,
Other wise temper is something I'd lose,
I really need to stop with all these different moods,
Walk in different shoes,
Vision in different views,
I'm wiser now,
So I'll end it with this,
The old Ro-Rap, I miss it

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