| Like an epiphany, moment of clarity
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| I was blind before, but now my eyes can see
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| I know my destiny, I’m open mentally
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| My spirit is ready, for the awakening
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| The awakening
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| Empty your mind of all thoughts
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| Let your heart be at peace
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| Returning to the source of serenity
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| (Umar Bin Hassan)
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| A courageous walk down the Mississippi road
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| We live in the blues of the delta
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| A good morning to your neighbor
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| A good night to your dreams
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| We are the song of survival
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| A living song without lyrics or words
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| A kind gesture, a wink of the eye
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| A loving touch upon a child’s head
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| A strong warm hug to keep away the doubt
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| Grandma’s, grandma’s hands upon your face
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| The wiping of the wavered tears
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| Holding back the fizz
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| In between in-between the shoe shines and the dish washing
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| In between in-between the GED’s and PhD’s
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| In between in-between the out-houses and crack-houses
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| We, we create waves to live and love
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| We live on the move
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| Moving, moving forward through the bling bling
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| The prison camps, the clothes castors and the hoes and bitches
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| And the alcohol and Jesus all on the same corner
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| We are the one and true living God
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| All around us is life
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| Our humanity, our humanity is the essence of life
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| Our blood, our blood nurtures the soul
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| Our humiliation and pain gives an expression
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| Our ignorance gives vision
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| To what’s like living contradictions, living paradoxes
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| Living phenomenons, living just for the city
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| For a smile, for a touch
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| For hip-hop, for the glory of our ancestors
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| And the blessings of our gods
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| Peace |