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Max Cavalera
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Yo, life's web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath
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As ransom in return for my soul's silhouette.
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How deep does shit get?
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Is it worth the Bentley's
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And jets in this jungle of sheer cons
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And devils with breasts.
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I mean does everything happen for a reason,
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The change of seasons,
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Even the slugs screamin' to stop you from breathin'.
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It seems we're all a target in this mosh pit.
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The world be spinnin' lopsided, that's
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Why I have my logic.
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We are what we are, musical contrast
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Sound clash, bomb blast
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We are what we are, musical contrast
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Sound clash, bomb blast
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So don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live
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We are what we are, forever live or die
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Don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live
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I am what I am from beginning to the end
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My conspiracy theory threatens national security, speaking clearly,
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You assholes don't hear me.
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Walked the psychopath of Timothy Leary
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When cell therapy wasn't curing me,
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God put fear in me, scaring me.
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R-I-P Kamau Jahi, quiet warrior with dignity,
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Still with me spiritually, forever in memory.
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Cut throat, who ill as me?
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Soulfly. Flight attendants ain't got shit on me.
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You reap what you sow,
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So I try my hardest to harvest good crops regardless
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If most artists are garbage
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With godless content.
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To be honest, the chronic plus my fondness of alcoholic products
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Held my spirit in bondage like convicts.
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Gettin' blunted wasn't pungent,
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Overabundance of dumb shit had me living low-budget. Conflict.
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Indo had my mental growth stunted, cut friends out my circumference I used to run with.
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Rose above it. Fuck thuggin' and clubbin',
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I got one in the oven,
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Plus my girl's talkin' husband, she buggin'.
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My method of flowin' expression through poem,
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Salt of the Earth like the ocean, God's chosen spokesman.
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Creation to cremation, to be blatant, fuck Satan,
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Paper chasin' motherfuckers facing damnation.
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Girls actin' fly with no interest in aviation, fuck station, radio
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Waves is just radiation.
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We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast
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We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast
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You don't feel when I bleed, when I scream, when I feel
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We are what we are, forever live or die
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You don't know how I feel, what is real, what's the deal
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I am what I am from beginning to the end
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Cutthroat Logic,
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The newest extension of the Soulfly Tribe
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From now until the day that I die.
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Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes
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That with this music I will bring my dream to life.
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Stressed the F out, losin' my mind,
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I wanna blow up right now
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But I know it takes time.
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Like slanging saxs to takin' elbows across the state lines,
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From 22's to tec 9's swag to kind.
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Underground to worldwide, I will never die,
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Forever my words in my rhymes they gonna keep me alive.
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So onward I strive each
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And every day of my life as I fight to keep K-RAB's dream alive.
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Forever my better half from fightin' to makin' cash.
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Some things in life are fucked up,
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Wish I could take 'em back.
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But I live life with no regrets
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So I just look back on life and laugh.
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We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast
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We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast
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In memory of D-LOW I carry this pain
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We are what we are, I know you understand
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In memory of D-LOW I carved your name
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I am what I am from beginning to the end
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Got Catholics in confession
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And 5-percenters studying lessons
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While the youth smoke Buddha for blessing.
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I hear you fuckers on vinyl praising false idols,
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Claiming Gods and dogs and other fraud titles, to rival.
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My recital's laced with the Bible, life is just a time trial,
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I'm trying to make the finals.
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March madness in the land of savages,
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I'm stranded, a magnet for static so I combat it diplomatic, nomadic,
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What I'm tatted, my cross my only baggage,
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Roots go back to Africa, I'm not Asiatic.
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Brothas mastered mathematics and still they can't add it.
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My quest isn't cabbage although it's nice to have it,
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Rock the planet, like volcanic magma fragments,
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As my lava cools a lot of fools take me for granite.
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I just wanna meet the trinity and live for infinity,
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Laugh at the enemy, when I get there who cares who remember me, on Earth.
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Since birth my dome had afro turf, ask the nurse,
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I heard a verse that said, "who's last is first",
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So I keep my flesh humble 'cause I'm still-skinned like Rumple,
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Average a triple double and keep my game subtle,
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Jam harder, than Vince on all ballers from bench to starter
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Since I slaughter holler, murda, on Shawn Carter,
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No honor with robbers,
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So I pray to my godfather
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And my conscience isn't bothered by how I get my dollars.
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We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast
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We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast
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We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast
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We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast
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