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von Teeze

Hey, OTs, play something different, man
This is the 4 Life Fire
Check

People always trying to put you down

People always trying to put you down

I′m just trying to create my own sound

Sound, sound, sound, sound

Yeah

I'm a flabbergasted bastard from the lines of harness

They just can′t believe the songs that I made in darkness

In fairness, I'm just shooting bullets straight into armors

It's hip-hop and psyches that create all nirvanas

The sounds and flows, yeah, I′d say that they′re pretty harmless


But it's their wrong-doings coming right from the karmas
I don′t care about success or being the best
But I know damn right I'm different to the rest
I keep that on my chest quite high
I know I come across as confident, I′m quite shy
My goal right now is just seeking knowledge
Everything is pointless, even going fucking college
A collage of my life would look like my life
Like different crazy shit in my life
Like people in my life are getting hyped on the mic now

'Cause music is my life
Yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh

People always striving to be my fucking best
So I put a middle finger up to say, "Fuck the rest." Yeah
People always striving to be my fucking best
So I put a middle finger up to say, "Fuck the rest." Yeah
Fuck the rest
Fuck the rest

People always trying to put you down
I′m just trying to create my own sound
I'm just hopping on this beat right now
And it's clean like, "Wow." It′s the Meditate sound
People always trying to put you down
I′m just trying to create my own sound
I'm just hopping on this beat right now
And it′s clean like, "Wow." It's the Meditate sound


Yeah
Take your shit or leave with it
What?
With the safety pin, that′s baby shit
I get my shit for free
Dog, you pay for it
Act your age 'cause it′s lame as shit
Save the shit, obviously

Take your shit or leave with it
Yeah

Will I do?
No, I don't know
Not really
Not really though
Not really though

Not really though
No
No
No
No
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

People always trying to put you down
People always trying to put you down
On the meditate yo
We on the meditate bro
Bro, bro, yo

The birds are free in oblivion

As they take off, nothing can touch them anymore

Waking up in this box, we are still blessed with wings of our own

Shit then, the album's finally out

Look up to the trees, my man
For real
Trying to fly high
High out my window
So damn free
I want to feel the wind blow through my hair
Touch the sky in the air
Free like a bird
I hope that you′ve heard that the Meditate is here
Yeah

I hope that you′ve heard that
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah, Meditate is here