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Madlib - Auditorium (Beat) | Текст песни

Yo, the way I feel, sometime it's too hard to sit still
Things are so passionate, times are so real
Sometimes I try to chill, mellow down, blowin' smoke
Smile on my face but it's really no joke
You feel it in the street, the people breathe without hope
They going through the motion, they dimming down the focus
Their focus get cleared, then their light turn sharp
And the eyes grow teary, the mind grow weary
I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya'll don't hear me
I push it past the bass, no nations got to feel me
I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake
That I'm hardly ever asleep, my flow forever deep
And it's volumes or scriptures when I breathe on the beat
My presence speak volumes, before I say a word
I'm everywhere penthouse, pavement, and curb
Cradle to the grave, tall cathedral of a shell
Universal, ghetto life, holla black, you know it well
Quiet storm, vital form, pen pushed it right across
Mind is a vital force, high level right across
Shoulders, the lions raw voice is the siren
I swing round, ring out, and bring down the tyrant
Shocked a small act, could knock a giant lopsided
The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fighting
Suttins trying to hide, like the struggle won't find him
And the sun bust through the clouds, to clearly remind him
He's everywhere: penthouse, pavement, and curb
Cradle to the grave, tall cathedral of a shell
Universal, ghetto life, holla black, you know it well

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