Kama Sutra
Yo I think I see tomorrow, dark horizon, cloudy skies
Alone surrounded by a crowd that tried, about to die
I'll gouge the eye of a storming form of swarming locust
Falling hopeless, crawling on the floor like roaches
In war I'm focused like binoculars and sniper scopes
I ride the lightning holding my assassin by his throat
Yo life is dope, me, I'm just a body nodding
Remove my coat and try to break me down like Oxycontin
I'll watch 'em watching me like, Joe Pesci in Casino
Then fist fight my way out the hungry belly of the beast yo I'm sick
When I'm pissed I'm known to flip
First smoking cigs back to back then throwing fists
I chill with loco kids home from bids smoking spliffs
With Misfit homeless chauvinist groping tits
No abyss is deeper than the flow I spit on tracks
I bring it back to when beats were dope and kids could rap
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I see tomorrow in today's reflection
Yes yesterday was messy but I take it's lesson
I've made exceptions in the past but now I'm on the future
Yo it's fuck or be fucked this is Kama Sutra
I make this music for myself and those who share my views
I wear the shoes that fit if they don't get it, they're confused
I've come to bear the news of truth and expose the snakes
You control your fate, either open your mind or close your face
I talk to kids at the local bar it really makes me sick
Some brainwashed racists and what's worse is they're raising kids
See we must break the cycle you thought that we could never break
Watch how much positive energy this negativity generates
Allow me to demonstrate how fucking dumb you really are
You watch American Idol and believe these idiots are really stars
If that's the future, y'all can go the fuck ahead without me
I'll be right here in reality aware of whats surrounding me
My parents ain't too proud of me, but they ain't heard this yet
Yes I've learned my lesson and most def deserve respect
It's getting worse except for the fact that we can see
We don't have to fight their war to be all that we can be
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Yo every action of today must face tomorrows consequence
It's not that I'm enlightened I'm just using common sense
So think before you act but act before it gets too late
And be careful what you say or you'll get smacked across the face
The passion of the faith can be measure by a few grains of sand
I'll shake the hand of any man that plans to take a stand
I'll take your fans if you're not true to yourself
And introduce them to the movement fuck your jewels and your wealth
We're the last chance, the last song, the last dance
The last men standing we won't fall cuz we can't
If all of us plant our roots in the earth and work to make a change
We might lose but at least we'll get a chance to play the game
Start taking aim at your oppressor, now cock and squeeze
Instead of chopping key's, get a job and read
Instead of copping pleas and doing a bid
I'ma stay right here, and teach the truth to the kids
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