I got a mission, to try to save the world from its war
I got a vision, to try to beat my last highest score
No contradiction, I am trying to make it all metaphor
So you just listen, it's how you use the four letter words
Let's get back to the basis; these are words from the heart
I am asking why we draw the hate and paint love like an art
Like there is nothing there to lose when you hatting on these dudes
Cos you never get abused, you stop seeing others views
Take a chance; try to see yourself take glance
And then you always make it work and if you can't, fake a plan
But then life is a fairy tale and love is a buried nail
And I am trying to get the answers like I am waiting for a pending mail
I got hope for the brothers, but it is choking upon us
We try to stop the crack, but see dope in the corners
See we tried to show ourselves, brothers always overlooked
So we let talent speak, look at how long it took
on Vineland past the candle shrine that burns on every night
for someone
she lets herself go
like an angel in the snow
she lays down on her back
down on her back - she goes
take me over when I'm gone
take me over make me strong
take me over when I'm gone
will they burn for me
Here's an appetizer, see the best is yet to come
I am trying to eat these hatters like I am eating bread and corn
Well that is a bad combination
But I am trying to get it all like it is prime domination
For any consolation I am going to leave some behind
But I only leave behind when you get constipation
We aren't relation, but I am trying to feel your pain
Put an end to segregation, that's my stand on this nation
So here a letter to hatters I can't ignore
You see I love you all because you hate me more
So please cut the crap and you give what you render
Cos hip hop is not pop so stop the propaganda
I am trying to paint a picture here, trying to make a future here
I know that you are unaware, I am just trying clear
So see through it and try to pay gratitude
Not with a bad aim or a cunny attitude
on Vineland past the candle shrine that burns on every night
for someone
she lets herself go
like an angel in the snow
she lays down on her back
down on her back - she goes
take me over when I'm gone
take me over make me strong
take me over when I'm gone
will they burn for me
It's like I am suspended in the top, you can Mr. cloud
You see I am rapping out loud just to make these brothers proud
These brothers get stack end up with a dark trip
So you move back or they make you back flip
Never miss your plans, Memories back then
When these kids like ten, try to diss your fan
But you gat no plan, so your guilt get large
No blood in your hand but you are guilty as charged

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