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Uploaded by on Nov 2, 2008

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Here is a song I wrote to the Nujabes instrumental of Luv Sic Pt. 3. The only work I did on the beat was piecing the instrumental together to make it flow. All vocals were recorded with no added effects using GarageBand. Hope you all enjoy! Peace.

Chorus:
And it goes, set your soul free flow,
Let your heart grow to the love yo,
Feel the rhythm of hope and let my voice glow,
Youll find me, the one in line to his own show.
But Ill stay low rockin this boat,
Just rollin with the punches she wrote,
Will we ever really know?
Where we wanted to go?
Headphones rock hip-hop we roll
Set your soul free flow,

Verse 1:
Its like a boy on the court with no basketball,
Its like a girl in her room with no barbie doll,
Its like Hollywood losing all its stars,
Its like butterflies under waterfalls,
Or fireflies lighting up the walls,
Its my whole life spun on a bicycle,
My words are inspirational,
Spurred on by the metaphysical,
Operational Therapeutical,
Onslaught of everyday impossible,
But the word itself says Im possible,
Capable of doing something favorable,
To mankind through the sound wave miracle,
Saving Private Ryan type of character,
Begging God for no more political,
Psychological warfare, caught in the struggle we share
How can a villain in a cave somewhere,
Bring down Superman in less then a year?
And how come Bruce Wayne aint saving us here?
Were stuck in the same place for 8 fuckin years.
Someone please tell me whats going on up there?
In this growin movement of violent despair,
Will we ever really find ourselves out there?
I say we quit pretending to care.
And start gettin whats fair
Maybe Im lost amongst all of my shattered plans,
But I do it for the facts, for the fans, for the laughs, for the hands,
I do it for all of my man, from elbow to handstand,
From shoulder to newstand, from rookie to grand slam,
And now my vision has grand plans,
From heaven to hell, amongst angels and devils I stand
How come wars are decided by one man?
Maybe its the reason for the fear in our land,

Lead:
And even though Im broken and torn,
Permanently bruised and worn,
I found a way through my music to turn,
All the pain on this Earth to words,
I let my heart spill out in ink,
Its like I already had the beat,
All I needed were the words to sing,
And now Im looking for the chorus to save me....

Chorus X2

Verse 2:
Im just asking the questions,
Like what would it be like in China,
To have to give your daughter up for adoption,
But do mothers really have an option?
Its predetermined conception,
No ultrasound or testing, screw the operation,
Spiraling towards abortion,
In Jins rap, a modern day enslavement,
Without the plantation, will we ever learn our lessons?
Or is it too late? People telling me I cant change the game,
So instead I use their hate to make my own fate,
Is it wrong, for me to keep my level-head straight?
This song is for yall to sit back and think,
Why the fuck is my life goin down the sink
When we too mad, fired from every single job we had,
So why is it that we crucify Mexican immigrants,
For working the jobs wed never even lay a hand?
Were a country built upon a new life in new land,
And sweatshops are the next stop in my plan,
Living life off of 10 cents in your hand.
Tell me why we cant live our lives with all that we have,
When theres millions of people workin jobs in a plant,
United Fruit Companys taking over economically,
Formed a back door monopoly,
A Banana Republic is all the South Americans see.
Masked into everyday lifestyle of their countries
They say it aint colonization, instead all I see is an occupation,
Bringing light to a situation, no more Monroe Doctrine
Feet fall first as I dive in my creation,
This manipulation of countless generations,
Come and listen to me speak about patience,
Im like Rwandan hospitals, no doctor, but too many patients,
Does anybody care about those young faces?
Dying of AIDS aint relevant to our beloved nation.
Im just twirling my pen through my basement,
Trying to find words for genocide of Darfurians,
By government run death squad barbarians,
Its a new type of Euthanasia, no need to fill out the papers,
Were just gonna cut your head off in front of your dear ones.
Theyll sign the dotted lines later,

Lead X1
Chorus X3

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  • nice! whered you find the instrumental version of this? i cant find it ANYWHERE

  • i looped it together

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  • haha this is still my favorite one :-)

  • would you ever consider redoing this song?

    i'm really enjoying your delivery for your new songs, and i think it'd be pretty damn impressive if you could update this song since the lyrics are just superb.

  • Weres the instrumental?

  • You have any mixtapes out? You should make a track with crystal seth man

  • Hey brother,

    Mad props to you!

    I'd like to post this on my Facebook page.

    My brother Kurtis Blow Walker needs to hear this!

    If you're on FB hit me up!

    Judy Winfree

  • Awesome!

  • YOU LOOPED THE WHOLE SONG OVER AND OVER? that works haha thats smart haha Thanks

  • sick bro, btw how did u get the instrumental version of this song?

  • Aww man this is killer

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