Many Headed (Deluxe) A7PHA (Ft. Aesop Rock, Buck 65, Self Jupiter & WHY?)
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[Verse 1: Mestizo]
This is the power of persistence
Bow before it's image
This vehicle fender bender hindrance
Ignorance
Plentiful centrifuge, center piece
Cower to it's presence
Rap to give back then release
Pack the meat wagon
Keep cats a feast to scale
To cats stained with greed
If ain’t a snatch of all evils[?]
When you're influenced by it's changes
I'm a statue through the seasons
In disbelief of the grievance
Why, where, when and how?
I could give you a hundred reasons
Our agenda is then and now
And we could prolly open the bar
Bring the wine, I'll skin the cow
Water all of you subjects
In the eye between the brow
The world isn't big enough for inventors
And demolition experts
Digging up buried treasures
Readin’ between the lines
Assessing what's in the header
Just cuffed to troubled ties[?]
Because when darkness overshadows us like the words where nothing shines
Man, I'm into styles of all kinds
Sink my nails into the mind
Drop that tail from behind
Because they pale in comparison
To what I buried alive
So you can spare me the lies
Because the truth shall set you free, but you might barely survive
This is the power of persistence
Bow before it's image
This vehicle fender bender hindrance
Ignorance
Plentiful centrifuge, center piece
Cower to it's presence
Rap to give back then release
Pack the meat wagon
Keep cats a feast to scale
To cats stained with greed
If ain’t a snatch of all evils[?]
When you're influenced by it's changes
I'm a statue through the seasons
In disbelief of the grievance
Why, where, when and how?
I could give you a hundred reasons
Our agenda is then and now
And we could prolly open the bar
Bring the wine, I'll skin the cow
Water all of you subjects
In the eye between the brow
The world isn't big enough for inventors
And demolition experts
Digging up buried treasures
Readin’ between the lines
Assessing what's in the header
Just cuffed to troubled ties[?]
Because when darkness overshadows us like the words where nothing shines
Man, I'm into styles of all kinds
Sink my nails into the mind
Drop that tail from behind
Because they pale in comparison
To what I buried alive
So you can spare me the lies
Because the truth shall set you free, but you might barely survive
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