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    Intro:

    Oh man I got a splittin' headache
    And my heart is broken up into a thousand tiny little microscopic pieces

    Chorus:

    I got a head full of headaches a heart that's full of woes
    I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues and not many people knows
    That leaves me with a twisted view of the whole wide world as I know it
    And I guess I got no choice but to be a poet

    Verse one:

    Now in my natural habitat I gravitate towards having that
    And I elevate on having that
    And I'll never get caught in your rabbit trap
    From yellowstone to venezuela
    Nigeria down through australia
    There's somethin I learned that I gotta tell ya
    There's a whole lot of us ain't wrapped too tight

    Now I could been your doctor or your lawyer
    Or come to your house and clean up for ya
    Self destruction won't destroy ya
    If you got somebody that's lookin out for ya
    Men are murdered women raped
    People gettin beat on videotape
    And people elsewhere tryin to escape
    Just to come to america to lick the plate
    Helicopters scope the land
    Hell is here so I hope you 'stand
    Hip-hop culture is african
    And rappers like me gon' rule the earth

    Chorus

    Verse one:

    Now everyday I manifest and I generate and smoke cannabis
    And I penetrate and I innovate and I demonstrate from los angeles
    From amsterdam to the northern border
    Panama spain to atlanta georgia
    Somethin' I learned that I haven't told ya
    Brothers like me don't live too long

    Now I know you know it ain't who you know but do you know you
    See cause you could go just like any joe and that's for sho' true
    So if you're straight and you're narrow and the snake's in the barrel
    And the serpent is under the rainbow
    And you're head over heels instead of the reals
    Then you're bound to be tangled
    Cause brothers are singin' and dancin' and rappin'
    Like they was a vaudeville act
    But knowledge is wealth and you gotta know self
    And you gotta know god's still black
    Cause every so often I sit and I wonder why I even trip at all
    Cause half are down when I get down
    The other half wanna see me fall
    Waitin around all heaven bound and you seen that your l-7's round
    And when the sky falls to the ground
    And you found that the only way up is down
    Don't give me no additives no sedatives or preservatives
    Or repetitive rhetoric you give
    Just let it live
    Yet my head is poundin' I'm dealin' with this load on my mind

    I got a head full of headaches a heart that's full of woes man
    I'm constantly singin' them downhome blues and not many peoples knows man
    That leaves me with a twisted view of the whole wide world as I know it
    And I guess I got no choice but to be a
    I got no choice but to be
    I guess I got no choice but to be a poet
    I guess I got no choice but to be a prophet
    I guess I got no choice but to be a griot
    A gangster
    A athlete
    A bum
    A nobody
    A criminal
    A convict
    A black man
    A mc
    A mc
    A mc

    Chorus

    Verse three:

    Mmmhmmm
    You know that's right
    That's why people got to get their high so they can get high
    They blast and they passed the pipe to get high
    Just like a jedi
    Never said I would i
    Even if I could i
    Didn't do it but I just rather get a little shut eye
    So I sleep from dawn to dusk in a bomb shelter
    Cause ya never know
    When the man is gonna drop that big one
    Oh pelting, people burning melting
    Alarm the farmers
    Armageddon karma psychic readings
    Greetings earthlings I'm from mars
    Got two more planets to go and then I'm on my way to the stars
    Oh no there I go through the ozone layer hole
    Where the men are the men and they mean it
    Down where the wind don't blow where the indo grow in the snow
    And everybody po'

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