Тональность: C# minor
Verse 1
Dm
This is it, once again,
making crummy beats and the blends.
This is it, once again,
BPM.
Check it, crises and reason rain,
coming back to proclaim insane.
Not for glory, not for fame,
but bless you again.
My philosophy, my ecology,
psychology, rhymeology.
This is it,
submit and select your chance.
Let's begin,
European,
African,
Asian, or
Indian.
Telegraph your friend,
contact your closest next again.
Once again, make it blend in time
For yes, the new millennium
Sounding simple when it spells into
BPM
Profound, boogie down
Now with the wise men from within
Come and battle blasphemy
Dm
Application to the process
into making amends
New selections, directions,
foreshadowing
Mission impossible, intelligence
Making mics spin, super
MCs
Go pretend, fact or fiction
This addiction making friction
What I was meant to be
Am
Dm
Now I place my destiny on and on I walk the journey
Am
Dm
through my song of ups and downs
Am
Struggles here and triumphs there
Dm
Part of the plan,
Am
Dm
it was not made for you
Lyrics all terrain,
leave a stain right on your brain
Now maintain, no disdain,
no complain, but refrain
Sustain, come right through,
pleasure and pain
Show no shame, suffocate,
lyrics on the cell of fame
Educate your spirit first before
you entertain
Keep within the lyrics
to foreshadow and explain
Pinpoint every movement and
focus to maintain
Position is respectful,
Am
Dm
to lift up and proclaim
F
Dm
New name, new game, inspiration,
yes and new game
Advocate, dialect, direct,
to prove that I'm sane
Natural disasters,
Mike
Massa's hurricane
Hard rain, repellents right through
God's pain
Here come common sense
and ignorance gets tame
You can't text it off yourself
and never know the name
Parenthood for father, yes,
enabled and came
We go ten frames,
then your title I proclaim
What I was meant to be
Am
Now proclaims my destiny
Am
I walk the journey through my soul
Am
Struggles here and triumphs there
It was not made for you
Access the process of
God, make it fullness
Establishment, the permanent,
yes, the infinite
It's
Emerson, instruments with ornaments
66 books, this is one true decadent
Now you're spent making dense
F
bloodhounds on the scent
Haven't seen them since,
Dm
the last present tense
Traveled to the promised land,
fighting nourishments
Mic's in hand, getting, yes,
the fullest consent
Back and forth, of course,
moving with confidence
Feeling disrespected,
Am
Dm
bringing new complements
Keep it simple, thinking about,
yes, consequence
This is what I test,
but one experiment
Measurements, yes,
with supplements
Old testaments, establishments,
types of punishments
For belligerents, fraudulents,
and uncontrolled temperaments
Banishments, inaccidents, this is my intent
What I was meant to be
Am
Now proclaims my destiny
Dm
On and on I walk the journey
Am
Dm
Struggles here and triumphs there
Part of your plan
Am
Dm
It was not made for you
What I was meant to be
Am
Now proclaims my destiny
Am
I walk the journey through my song
Struggles here and triumphs there
Part of the plan
It was not made for you
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