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The
Common q-tip

Yo, we all got different things we got to deal with. we always are

To put the blame on something else rather than looking at
Ourselves, a lot of the stuff that happens, sometimes it has to do
With other things...but if we look ourselves, we could prevent a lot of
This nonsense sometimes, y'know. about
Relating back to the essence what I'm sayin', where it all stems from.
do my
Thing over drum, like a native tongue.
Verse one
Do you will, if you feel that your steeze is real
Complicated with the skills over to reel
Brown is what I feel, my mind and body's appeal
Is to the mills, who hear the beats to chill
Constantly, I'm hearing black americans just
Looking for a leader who can fill us up ether
Hitting us up with great chat
About the
That the
Is constantly held
Like 50 tracks in a relay race
And the white team's
So keep up the pace
And I be something that could feed my logical taste
At the end of the race is there a place?
Yo, we get involved in what the next man is doing
gain we put too much in persuing
"yo duke, I need this dope so we can to this party"
But we can all grati
Minus that in our body
"what that got to do that"
kid that's the essence,
Your physical
Embodies lesson
You can't run the rolls if the engine is busted.
even life the knife to cut the mustard.
What we need to do
Now to this verse
Let's on our spiritual plate.
Recognize your existence in this blue space
From a tiny of blood
To the human beings with taste, sight, touch,
And
deem it profound!
And prioritize this cause it was allah's
"allah? I'm god"
"no I ddon't that. that's a mystery"
"if God is so good why does shit be to me? "
There's divinity
we come from the divine
A force not seen but yo we feel it every time
When the wind blows, and the turns,
And the drops, and the babies cry
And the fly, and the grounds quake,
And the gleam, yo
So many things are of it's existence
What we need to do is link it persistence,
me out, yo
Once we recognize that, we can ahead
Native tongues, common sense yo he's bred...

From the world my former life has developed
First person I lost to me was stella
Some of my
Lost mothers and their brothers
For I feel empathy
But I ain't out fuckin' hennessee
I pour my heart out when I see dot out on the
Knowing two weeks ago he slapped-boxed death
I of niggas dying in the wind and on the news
But it's somebody you know it hits you
And emotions get
I ain't been in shoes,
I won't judge you for
Because the spirit of the says "you gotta!"
They snatch you from rock flippin'
Give back into the neighborhood, you start kickin'
stores
On the
I'm tired of giving me my change back
Devil my yesterday
My tomorrow he never back
I lay back, looking at the
Wondering can I do
So my homie won't to be dealing
Not cause you serving and I'm I'm better
Just pieces to the puzzle of black life
That we gotta put together, to ourselves
Cause families we raise
No matter how long the
become the days
Men become women
And no difference in the
If you got five times
You breathing for a
Let's put this five, ten year plan in progression
Before we count our
our blessings