Sacrifice

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Listen, I got you phobic off of this like arachnids
 Drastic, it ain't plastic it's Pro-Blackness
 Grown man tactics, no pediatrics
 The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous
 The catalyst, thought with the knack for splashin'
 I'm dashin' I mastered the craft of mashin'
 The level-headed through bred, the female's passion
 Mag-netic attraction be keepin' them askin'
 The crews in the Cadillacs with the Pendergrassin'
 Swerve half-naked, won't come near crashin'
 But if I go to Heaven, would y'all know my name
 Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?
 Clap for your freedom dog, that's what's happening
 My spit take critical political action
 The hustle is a puzzle each piece is a fraction
 And every word that's understood is a transaction
 I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder
 Rep Philly set from Bolivia to Boulder
 Paris, France to Tip and Tioga
 How we gonna make it through the dark, I show ya
 I tell you one lesson I learned
 If you want to reach something in life
 You ain't gonna get it unless
 You give a little bit of sacrifice and
 Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
 You need a heart that's filled with music
 If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high
 Listen, yo kick off your shoes, jump off the jock
 I fly higher than them dudes, from off your block
 My name Black, the style is unorthodox
 It tap chins in your mens till you thought could box
 A couple of people wanted thought to stop, but guess what?
 My man grab the missile, plug for the gut
 Now next time beatty stop being such a glut
 I'm precise with it like Faheim with haircuts
 We up close on 'em with toast but no crust
 It's fructose on 'em they froze and won't bust
 Choke on your face you jewels is lack lust
 Got to put it to you straight, y'all fools is jacked up
 Came close to the utmost but no cigar
 Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars
 The number one runner with the number one drummer
 Grammy award winnin' it's the world's eighth wonder, come on
 I tell you one lesson I learned
 If you want to reach something in life
 You ain't gonna get it unless
 You give a little bit of sacrifice and
 Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
 You need a heart that's filled with music
 If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high
 Your first impression might be I'm a asshole
 Or say I'm sometimey and give people a hassle
 Or try to sun touch and put the heat in the capsule
 Dog I'm far deeper than that though, I get in the zone
 Recognize I'm a rolling stone
 No time to lolly gag or lounge with scaliwags
 Give me the disc or I put it where your body at
 Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks
 With no apology fraud or trick-knowledgy
 Just trust, what I see and I say and follow me my way
 I read an open booklet inside me
 The star of the story that the groove teller got me
 Through all the dark times part of the business
 The light be contingent on small forensics
 My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant
 It's true so the crew gon' sense it, I get in the zone
 I tell you one lesson I learned
 If you want to reach something in life
 You ain't gonna get it unless
 You give a little bit of sacrifice and
 Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
 You need a heart that's filled with music
 If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high
 I tell you one lesson I learned
 If you want to reach something in life
 You ain't gonna get it unless
 You give a little bit of sacrifice and
 Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
 You need a heart that's filled with music
 If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high
 I tell you one lesson I learned
 If you want to reach something in life
 You ain't gonna get it unless
 You give a little bit of sacrifice and
 Ooh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry
 You need a heart that's filled with music
 If you use it you can fly, if you want to be high
 

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Duration
04:44
Key
7
Tempo
97 BPM

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