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What connects the mind to re-design from the abdominal? It's the soul, everything else isn't logical Binding philosophical options to opticals I plan to reap the food from niggas, steal it while you driving through So don't question what the crew can do When you re-using shit like look what my Hadouken do You are just another character caught up in the fiction I Grant Hills, see who rev the engine like a piston You could call me Muhammad 'cause I lead my nation My Islam is Brooklyn, my occupation Is passing knowledge, titties, and stacking pocket savings A nigga wish that Pac could save us I guess I'm faced the, situation with my hands up Screaming "Fuck every copper thinking some lead will stop the prosper", tell 'em "Man up" But your commissioner really showing no love though 'Cause of my melanin they treat me like a felon in- -Carcerated, but I've never been a thug yo I'm just known to break a leg and then I break the skeleton But on the scale to ten, I think break the Richter Ain't nothing to stop my trigger from killing coppers so mister Please restrain from checking me If Marley shot the sheriff then I aim for deputies 'Til the tables turn and you become the refugee I'm returning culture 'til you see 'bout ten of me I know that you nervous A black man who know what his worth is, I'm off the circus Letras de cancionesFrom this American horror story, we in the circus I found my purpose, fuck with a purpose, I'm focused Align with stars, Mars is where my telescope is Police to be stopped before it's too late Desperado flow, sending them shots from a leather case Pure guitar funk, send you to sleep, I'll give in a ray Push a play, I push for the same dude that you pushed away It's Doms, realest scripted in this storyboard Bully niggas for their smorgasbord Let it be cordial or we go to war What you respect their orders for? We kicking down waters 'til they post the score Rolling towards the solace you've been hoping for I don't expect you to understand, we from different measures Don't disrespect, them small issues turn to big vendettas They sensing threat, they tryna figure out my mental levels Smart black man though my visuals just a bit disheveled Just a victim of what your system made me But mama taught me this resolve and I'll never let this system take me Can't fake me, and if you don't feel me then you gotta hate me But I'm here and you gotta tolerate me It's Doms From Letras Mania