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[AZ]
Yeah.. this is it right here.. this defines me.. Turn my mic up.. let`s do it, let`s do it.. Spirit of Marcus Garvey, Farad Muhammad Medgar Evars and Bob Marley, I`m God-Body The scripture says Allah`s inside me, show love I was hugged by the arms of Gandhi, gave me my strength You could tell somebody raised me with sense We all need somethin to help us through our daily events Bear with me; the toughest niggaz tear quickly No lie - pops still cry and he near fifty - freedom or death I give niggaz a reason to sweat, there`s no test Verbally it`s like I`m seen as the best, who wanna try me? (Yeahhhhhhh, yeah-e-yeah.. I`m back!) [AZ] Sent to express grace Seperate the weaker niggaz is the best way, fuck how y`all feel Y`all cowards now fuckin with real I return like McGrady got caught with a pill, let`s get it poppin I move like a nigga coppin I know the stress from the streets when I was diddy-boppin Playin the corners face to face with the faces of mourners It`s hard to trace the informers until it`s too late, Jake rest on my corners The focus is back, I play a part in this culture of rap Bought some whips so I relate on how these vultures attack Flippin and runnin, double-park, rippin up summons How many niggaz hittin twin sisters and flippin they cousins? Call it finesse, the game give it all I posess Nothin changed, I`ma ball to the death (Yeahhhhhhh, yeah-e-yeah.. I`m back!) [El Shaber] Yeah, that`s right Show these cats how we do this here nigga I`m like a, rose in the desert but how can one grow without rain? How can one experience happiness without pain? And how could I fall to the violence of hell and still remain sane? And how could I still remain on top of my game? When both the black and white devils seek the power to rebel Seek to defy my radiance, I shift gears to another level I`m focused, but it`s like I`m playin a cold hand of spades I got a lot of hearts, but these fools tryin to cut me and I`m tired of these jokers Vengeance is mine, I plague the whole planet with locusts I survived the mayhem, my advantage I`ve been the brokest I wasn`t drugged and inhaled by all the smokers Then I became the love absorbed by all the cultures I can`t trust women because my heart was scorned It`s hard to trust yo` comrades, when yo` heart was torn One-nine-seven-oh the God was born.. (Yeahhhhhhh, yeah-e-yeah.. I`m back!)
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