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We seek for ways to connect To a higher supreme source Those that hunger for knowledge Set their spiritual course Just as a mirror points at another
Grippin grain grippin grain We grippin grain and poppin trunks upon ya (Them yung g's are so real) We roll thangs sweet reeling round ya corner (Tell
Its hard to say if, I am alive Disorder runs rampant in my mind Loose thoughts slipping through my sad excuse for a grip Random ideas bouncing around
When the world can live without you Get a grip and keep it You see how hard they'll shove you Hate your guts and tell you they love you Get a grip right
you know that you're on your own And try to find a familiar mind So unknown When all about you doubt you When those walls close in around you Get a grip
My baby's nice, she's so polite Said, "Please" when she ask me stay the night She's around the house and she love me so real She pickin' up a little bit
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town It's been a whole lot happier without her face around Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout Nobody at
Take the lowest common denominator, The tiniest grain of sand. Like the first digit of our fingers Points back to the whole hand. Follow the spear flight
Here he comes walking down the street Got them funky ragged things on his feet He got half a busted moon in his smile Now I know he's walked that long
Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't got no friends Yo mama's a pajama and she ain't no good Yo mama's a pajama and
Stimulation, walk tall, retention, arrogance, your ways, diseased. Plastic and skin adopted, a lowered compulsion abstract, stop and start bright image