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Hey yo you know what this is right? this is The type of song that represents fully the vibe I'm on Entire swarms of light adorn me From night to morning Yeh its not even my final form We get it from the core base So I really wish you wouldn't us harm for your sake So, save the reports the "what for's" we know the score What's the rapport between a young mind and wise allure Whenever witnessing exquisite penmanship your forced To distinguish it from kids who run their lip and think their lit My spit extinguishes blazing fires so go explore These higher heights delivered by truly yours and these vocal chords From the ground up and sand down down to ocean floor Get on the wave of voyaging through open sea's of thought now Seeking stars in the heat of the night I greet Allah Until illuminated beneath the dark at the equinox Cold remorse just results in lonely thoughts Don't get caught and lost in 'em open those blinds start scoping more Cos a closed mind don't open doors See the cloth that I'm cut from is one of haut couture Twistello and K.A.N.A.S.U Better recognise when the gods just blessed you That's how we make temples Out of plain pebbles Turn gold out of base metals Now feel the base, treble vibrate Levels high I and I Am a rebel with his third eye on the prize They getting all of their lyrics out of a pawn shop You can hear it whenever we get a god hop See the difference born in the distance Satellite we invite all here to witness Got no excuse whether im in or out a booth Kanasu rap it to 'em in point of view Picture getting bigger son you don't even know the half Used to want my signature now they want my autograph In 24 hours the world show a lot though It gotta be power that show you what its about though Every move is costly wake and bake to the morning coffee Repeat the process kill 'em softly Listen to it closely so you understand me 2020 version encore and throwing panties Listen to it closely so you overstand me 2023 encore and throwing panties That's how we make temples Out of plain pebbles Turn gold out of base metals Now feel the base, treble vibrate Levels high I and I Am a rebel with his third eye on the prize That's how we make temples Out of plain pebbles Turn gold out of base metals Now feel the base, treble vibrate Levels high I and I Am a rebel with his third eye on the prize
Writer(s): Benjamin Groves Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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