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collective thought - the wise lyrics

[intro: samples kid icarus and conti]
why is this thing so f-cking-(laughs)
you ain’t got the answers!

[verse 1: conti]
pinoy big papa is unlocking your chakras
maintaining the serenity and only speak in mantras
dutch filled with ganja, hot boxin’ the honda
hope ye’ hit my po box and deliver me some donda
this my delivery they flow like digiorno
finger prints on the vid’ a purple rain p-rno
never die, gestated in the head, i’m the cornrows
of these murdered riff-raffs, take a sec’ to mourn those
and put em’ in the graves, start erecting their tombstones
my girl call me baby and not cuz’ her womb grown
i’m living the moment it’s just like the room froze
p-ss the brink in a blink the question is who knows
and if i get the chance to meet dumile or dumile
i’ll spit a string of sentences the length of two miles
latch my lit’ in the cabinet i look through files
they google my name, a constant link you browse

[verse 2: kid icarus]
following the stars to my freedom like i’m harriet
rolling through the city like a roman on a chariot
that’s one-hundy! ain’t no beatin’ round’ the bush
my chick ride like daytons when she’s rolling up the kush
and my n-ggas’ got my back like allstate ride or die
nino brown, run up on you rock-a-bye
i keep it straight ain’t no cataract
i’ve seen a lot of n-ggas’ die by the battle ax
it’s true, that you can die in different numerous ways
like goku as a super-sayian to come and save the day
your arms too short to box with the kid
i’ll put ya’ll n-ggas’ in a box like you boxing with the kid, watch!
but not the ‘watch’ like you’re looking at the time
so play your hands 12 o’clock it’s when i’m ticking with the nine
two percent hustle ain’t making that cream
so we gotta’ do our all for the american dream
i partake and relax as she’s painting all her toes
little did i know that -ss was stuffed like a nose
we can lay, getting high as we deal with all the lows
i’m always on my toes like a dancer in a pose
i’m like the boogie man creeping through the groves
off the map but with a conscience flow
the ill villain, watch my thoughts start dancing on the ceiling
meditate, exhale, then get back to the stealing

[hook: kid icarus and conti]
it’s all about the who, what, when, wheres, and wises
is it all about the who, what, when, wheres, and wise?
dog it’s all about the who, what, when, wheres, and wise
you give, you try, you live, you die

- collective thought lyrics

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