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No one wants to be,
picked up before they fall.
But what if someone sees
what's wrong before it all
comes tumbling down….

I see beyond the sea
on and over the horizon
it seems we sleep on
and keep dreaming on
so I seek on
far and wide like
I don't give a damn
if I make it back to class
and my seats gone
I bleed some
then I see sun come
I wake up in a dream
all my weight has been lifted
I fly passed Wales
and sail through amsterdam
no road and no map as
I RIP passed the sand
so fast I turned half
that desert into glass
that reflected the setting sun
and let it touch the moon
as it burst in the sky I
flew the tunnels of
tsunami waves and came out
the other sides gifted with
the knowledge of their names
and tales of their fathers
who had pillaged the land before them
folklore of distant cousins
with eye balls strong
as our gods and song
I melt into sound and
dissipate with the clouds

and if I eventually happen
to actually rain down i'm a
...man of my word
in the life of a bird
like spreading my wings
to the beat is a passion
catch your breath between my feathers
so your wind is everlasting
I heard everything you said
even though the message wasn't mastered
since no one wants to be
picked up before they fall
but what if someone sees
what's wrong before it all
comes tumbling down?
I see you running around
and the fact that you have aged
without changing a bit
tells me something new
you can't see from your ditch
running from what you live not
tightens up your slip knot

now i've never been one to..
blow it out of proportion
like leaving work early
to run home and build war ship
or feeling so lost and little
I need something big to worship
but sometimes, I!
Feel just like I've! been
living the life of a dust mite
but i'm more than just
another minute particle
I am a man born
with a heart of gold
but my timeline left
doesn't appear too long
it's hard to keep that
precious metal pumping on
It feels I need that
infectious, medal of honor
to bare around neck
and wear over mistakes
call attention to my chest
and distract from my disgrace
erase any memory
of all I misplaced
make you all believe
this mask is face

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from 2012 For the Sake of Rapping, released March 2, 2012
Prod. ExP

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Genesis The 8th Chicago, Illinois

I make music in my room for you to listen to in yours...or your friends living room that you crash in...you lazy bum. Let's build something together.

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