Rappin It Up
RAPPIN IT UPCommon ground
Dividing up time into meaningful sections;
Each ones eyes in the other reflected
Looking for good - while the wind of the ego
Sits still and disconnected
Let the dawn have the day. And open hearts do the talking
Gotta be the heart cause the mind would be rockin
Thoughts have wings and the devil has things
And the river has the cure that the treetops whisper
But the clock's tick-toc-n
And the world's infected
Wisdom's in the dust and it's totally disrespected
The mind of a thief is a cruel defender
Matched only by the killer with a smooth agenda
He would make it Hollywood?
Would he know to top spin it?
Would a day be a day if he didn't share the pain in it?
Street's a living scream, forget about agenda
American dream for the victum and the lender
Life's for in betweens we can fly the flag forever
So do we quit now? Some do but some never.
Some just look for common ground.
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