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lyrics
One mo time, one mo moment in the rhyme, one mo, line that's aligned with the vibe o tha zone, we designed to feel alive not alone, one mo time for tha five n tha fo, thirty two uno, too young to sport a blue note, too old to toot his own horn but wise enough to judo, jukno how we do dis from da buddha to da judas, nirvana to betrayal the trail of the who dis, who dat who dat who do dat dat dat, cool cat who snap hoodoo boom bap rap, kan kick voodoo fo da ku klux klan, some two word truth to subdue any man!
Fuck em, mama told me bout the haters, fuck em, papa told me bout invaders, fuck em, from the raiders to the flakers, culture infiltrators n whack cultivators, fuck em, one mo time, fuck em, two mo time, fuck em, three mo time fuck em, fo mo time, fo closed minds, fuck em...
that's right I said it, I opened up my mind just to find another question, the answers are inside us, let em guide us to the essence, not much more than a vessel with some presence, from the class, to the crowd, to the stage of reflection, fought to evade the daze of depression, caught up in the smog n the haze of obsession, the reason I'm alive, is the freedom of the ride, strive to arrive as a beacon for the pride, like a deacon to the sheep, I'm a shepard to the tribe, called to this quest, by my own tri eye, alone in the bones n the flesh that I drive, soul found a home on a loan to the time, could never fear it, the debt to my spine, bodies end n that's just fine, but to any muthafucka that be out to kill the vibe!
Fuck em, mama told me bout the haters, fuck em, papa told me bout invaders, fuck em, from the raiders to the flakers, culture infiltrators n whack cultivators, fuck em, one mo time, fuck em, two mo time, fuck em, three mo time fuck em, fo mo time, fo closed minds, fuck em...
To anyone that ever doubted, to all those who stay enshrouded, to them two face cats who act to yo face then scratch ya in the back while ya buzzin, fuck em...
