music moves me
you see, music is the key to world peace.
instead of all these youngsters dying on the streets
just sit down and listen to some dope shit
become one with the beat and youll prolly start to spit
just know when i listen to music
i connect with the beat and i know how to use it
there wont be no damn communication
cus i cut the world off like my circulation
i disapear to my own little world
but ill still spit some shit and steal your girl
so sit pull up a chair, errr
sike naw just kidding im just an amature
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