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SINGER: Postmen
SONG:Crisis
When i'm enthousiastic i stretch problems like elastic contradictive visionary perspective i seldom missed it sphere mystic domestic all this i invested often tested all fruits i inherit oneself should acquire methods to find his exit with fragments life penetrated by attachments i lost good friends of mine, it took hurt but i accepted it ten out of ten times rejected now major respected many tried but ended up a failure i might reveal ya the knowledge of a man who didn't know he healed ya i feel eyes stabbing me messing me temporarily running races like a rally thoughts i carry shipped like a ferry in time you will notice you can never refine these words of mine i devote to my design it was the most high to send i post to multiply my complexion attracts eyes folks try to analyze no matter what the crisis, i refuse to live like this i refuse to live like this no matter what the crisis, i refuse to live like this no no matter what this crisis is my mind is restless more investments my mood is aggressive my teachings majestic providing lessons uplift your conscious black ignorance is still disastrous i speech 'cuz it travels the streets to hit masses proceed to maintain promise to live without greed deliver needs knowing this'll never change me i'm wide range i know things that'll sustain break the chains open doors giving kids a chance to run the game i divorced from this system commit abortion the lost one but my heart still remains a fortune cast your evil spell jah will shall excel the worst enemies to conquer the light will guide me in hell chorus obey your highness my world is based on living righteous i support trade thoughts born to device hits prevent a crisis enlarge my margin no one involved in this track contains plain facts to complete judgement my life is misty agony built my world filthy forced being guilty in this system know from visions jah revealed me stand put to try to fuck protect my manhood live good my context explained terrain i put food acknowledge the key i learn from him, him learn from me possibly we share roots from the same tree this life is narrow seen from my angle level unknown for those who claim and sold the game to the devil are far from home chorus
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