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Wednesday, November 17, 2010
j?A! M!t(hE//'.....
Basementality
Almost I am I finally seein shit eye to eye
No tears left my eye is dry.
Still no no got it don't know it
Won't quit till I'm on it till I got it.
Aint through yet got some spark sparkin light up eternal lights brighter.
Shine forever catch my fire sparking the irons marching to Zion,
Still no no got don't know it
Won't quit till I on it till I got it
Stayin power might be right look at barry white
Up all night
what's real what's hu what's man, what's human.
Snatch up catch up read up get up stand for your right.
My wick burns like Babylon both ends are frayed
I no longer fade no longer afraid, break bonds and forget cons, hustling dealing and struggling. Stealing. Eatin deletin. Ruin...
Lie no reveal revelations revolutions are truth born I'm the seventh son bastard born My pockets light but I rock a heavy birth right, I'm destined to rise like the son of Rebecca.
Forget scorn and move on.
And you know my times coming don't be late for the show.
Round up ground up get stoned up. Jah told you in his own words
I'll see you through. To guide you. Through this cold world.
He'll see you thought.
keep his promise no matter what the reason Don't change with the season no bargain pleading....
Basementality
Almost I am I finally seein shit eye to eye
No tears left my eye is dry.
Still no no got it don't know it
Won't quit till I'm on it till I got it.
Aint through yet got some spark sparkin light up eternal lights brighter.
Shine forever catch my fire sparking the irons marching to Zion,
Still no no got don't know it
Won't quit till I on it till I got it
Stayin power might be right look at barry white
Up all night
what's real what's hu what's man, what's human.
Snatch up catch up read up get up stand for your right.
My wick burns like Babylon both ends are frayed
I no longer fade no longer afraid, break bonds and forget cons, hustling dealing and struggling. Stealing. Eatin deletin. Ruin...
Lie no reveal revelations revolutions are truth born I'm the seventh son bastard born My pockets light but I rock a heavy birth right, I'm destined to rise like the son of Rebecca.
Forget scorn and move on.
And you know my times coming don't be late for the show.
Round up ground up get stoned up. Jah told you in his own words
I'll see you through. To guide you. Through this cold world.
He'll see you thought.
keep his promise no matter what the reason Don't change with the season no bargain pleading....
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