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Smoke & Mirrors
Who Knows What Tomorrow May Bring?
Maybe Sunshine And Maybe The Rain,
But As For Me, I'll Wait And See,
Maybe It'll Bring My Love To Be,
Oh, Ohh.
Stuck in this fantasy
Where everythings a canopy
Up and out reach
But were taught that we gotta dream
Flying pigs, cracking crime rings
Crying stings wen it's packs the punch that reality brings
I tear sesame seed shells, my flow is intricate
Rap and hiphop, makes u wonder, wats the difference?
Repo man, takin mine I wasn't given it
Lyracists dyed black, IDed like fingerprints
Who Knows What Tomorrow May Bring?
Maybe Sunshine And Maybe The Rain,
But As For Me, I'll Wait And See,
Maybe It'll Bring My Love To Be,
Oh, Ohh.
Rants, kooks and heracy,
Plants roots and remedies,
Groups use of therapy,
Makes proof of terrotory,
Smiles speak miles and volumes over consonants,
Lyrics cross barriers and continents,
Screen through the green,
Mask the crack scene,
Sewers breed niggas with more than pipe dreams,
Excitement! Lives and breathes in my work,
So the more you toke, the more smoked the more learned,
Passions back, man it's so vibrant,
Break the cycle, so trike tykes break can the silence,
Always visiting, always defiant,
Protest in itself speaks more than any violence,
Nature gives way to complement salaries,
We pavin paradise, God and common man parity,
Humble jests are just tests in this a parody,
Pass as funny, seen in true HD clarity,
It's just a promise that we need, not the goal we chasin after,
Asbestos in the air, cause we grasping at the rafters,
Mad at traps snares, claps, hacks and actors,
Catalogue the world, separated in chapters,
Starin in the lookin glass, makin it Clearer,
We bringing to the surface our hopes our dreams and Fears,
Illusions how we live, we slaves to puppeteers,
It's a fraud, a fake,
Just, Smoke and mirrors...
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