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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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