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RZA Turn dreams to reality The king of principality Shines upon me The holy spirit shadows me I write songs for fun not for salary Used to collect guns now the truth is my cavalry But I gotta closet full just in case the project pulls some wicked bullshit My logistics is logical Turn you back to molecules, minuscule follicles Then convert your brain to subatomic particles I breathe you in, I sneeze you out You MC's, you live in degrees of doubt That's why I swarm on your college dorm Make knowledge born from the hood to the cottage farm London to Russia Eurasia to Prussia The holy cities of it the east the young shieks discuss us Christ means crusher We come along to usher the righteous way of life It'd be most wise for the civilized man to trust us On Bora Bora, we discuss the Torah Then we travel across these lands like old explorers
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RZA Sittin' on a porch, torching a stogie in the moonlight Rockin' back and forth in my chair, contemplating life Thinking where I went wrong, where I went right Was it a fast? Or a long life From my calculation, everyday sensational Every sense were stimulated, pains occasional All praise is due to the father, the author The supreme architect, the one with no partner We give man the wisdom to be a gardner, carpenter Priest or warrior, king or you can be a scholar Husband wife child mother brother sister or father All these things the heart consists of Keep the planet floating gigantic like atlantic ocean 7 ounces deflect, reject All satanic notions We so elusive
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