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This is happening, this here is life
days spent pondering, truth is a knife
respect due to those who have caught it
dedicated to our friends who have sought it
This is happening, this here is life
days spent pondering, truth is a knife
respect due to those who have caught it
dedicated to our friends who have sought it
Brainstorm superseding the norm
when we come together, new planet is born
you revel in the chaos when people are torn
then you come to find out your welcome is worn
We are advancing and retracting visionaries
really here, its not imaginary
the way you work your mind, you find its an art
where you feel it most, you feel in your heart
Everybody gets confused
delusions are everywhere
buy into fakeness, youll feel used
double talk fills the air
looking all over for happiness
Ive got the will to live
its in front of you right now, dont you feel stressed
falls through my hands live a sieve
Im on a new high
with a pen and a pad
and for fun I attend
a jam thats super bad
at the same time
give it all that I have
whether youre square
or the coolest lad
Eatin up my people, purgin their words
the jammies take flight like Icarus birds
drop on you and you get hurt
cuz if youre under the rock, you get worked
Say, what gives, are you after me
breakin me down wont you let me be
wont be having none of your mind control
it aint gonna work on me no more
I said what gives, are you after me
breakin me down wont you let me be
wont be having none of your mind control
it aint gonna work on me no more
woo! ha-ha!
you get worked
If you dont watch your back
people are scheming on you
exploiting all the things you lack
theyll do what they have to do
your good will is something theyll crack
how many times will the bust
your originality they will hack
dont know just who you can trust
Im on a new high
with a pen and a pad
and for fun I attend
a jam thats super bad
at the same time
give it all that I have
whether youre square
or the coolest lad
Eatin up my people, purgin their words
the jammies take flight like Icarus birds
drop on you and you get hurt
cuz if youre under the rock, you get worked
Yeah, you get worked
yeah, you get worked
yeah, you get worked
yeah, you get worked
Say, what gives, are you after me
breakin me down wont you let me be
wont be having none of your mind control
it aint gonna work on me no more
you get worked
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