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[verse 1: winter leblanc]
i ain’t got a, i ain’t got a, i ain’t got a, i ain’t got a
i ain’t got a t-tle
i like the kids that name themselves, bombin’
rollin’ on reds like jays from the bible
malachi up in the l
oh lord, rockin’ with love call it rose quartz
raisin’ the bar yea we hold court
i don’t think you wanna go north
wear black like a sith with the airforce
next shoes i’ll probably cop will be a paranoia
i think the president likes war paintings francisco goya
burn holes in the couch like the ozone
split domes, get exposed, towed in a load zone
lodestar gettin’ back like phone home
mixed bag of the runes and the old bones
hold on boutta land at logan
young wolverine and my hands are swollen
meditate with my hands wide open
my pad love lock like gaia theory
makin’ music all night with syqe and riqqy
e and i write rhymes like the next ulysses
all ball, triple double, how you spell committee
full blown, 98 tiger lillies

[hook: riqqy]
secrets of the game and the keeper of the myth
see you and your tribe gettin’ down to this sh-t
secrets of the game and keeper of the myth
see you and your tribe gettin’ down to this sh-t
just ride for my tribe, die for my tribe, get get
live with my tribe, vibe with my tribe ayy
ride for my tribe, die for my tribe, get get
live with my tribe, vibe with my tribe ayy

[verse 2: en]
i ain’t got a bible…
but i’m writing my own in my head
so many greens might go left on a red, but the best of the best leaves me restless instead
pick on yourself with proverbial tweezers ’twas all fun and games ‘til we invented leisure
plentiful seasons, fast tech so we can slow your bleeding fix those who are bent up or bad with our reason
wg riding dirty on the back roads, light travelers just grit and mics and backbones
all black, constable of ravens, joe flacco
whouda thought a group could be so cool without tobacco
fast action we snap and it’s there
surely motherf-ckers know cause from the rafters they stare
i like a blast with a snare, my boys can see past the glare
so we propel into the void with all our smoke and our prayers

[hook 2: riqqy]
secrets of the game and the keeper of the myth
see you and your tribe gettin’ down to this sh-t
secrets of the game and keeper of the myth
see you and your tribe gettin’ down to this sh-t
just ride for my tribe, die for my tribe, get get
live with my tribe, vibe with my tribe ayy
ride for my tribe, die for my tribe, get get
live with my tribe, vibe with my tribe ayy

[verse 3: winter leblanc]
i ain’t got an idol
all these other guys, flat lines, same vitals
imma sell a mixtape in vials
revived on arrival with 413 dialed
cat gettin’ wet and it’s piranha
she says i get on her nirvana
thin black tat with the head of the sphinx
don’t think, draw a card, pull the medicine of lynx
secrets of the game and the keepers of the myth
see you and your tribe gettin’ down to this sh-t, listen
some tribes get murdered by the cops
and some tribes get away with rape, f-ck brock
and some tribes scared to walk alone tonight
some tribes skip cl-ss and they p-ss the pipe
but if we p-ss the light and respect is paid
and we celebrate our differences not melt away
then inclusion is closer to comin’ alive
have you ever seen a more beautiful tribe?
tribe…tribe…tribe…

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