Taking a long walk in the Aquarian sunrays; letting them penetrate my aura.
What it do? any difference made like Jacksons? Maybe Tomorrow...
Pain and sorrow soon dissapates; earlier it was like one thing led to another.
Heard the cliche; one step forward and two back..word from a brotha!
Visions were revealed; the vehicle crashed after running off the road..all up in a hazardous waste dump.
Waters contaminated with oil, sludge; whose enriching uranium? whose now holding a grudge? like homie in the Chevy Impala...ready to dump.
But we work our way out of it; we're ready to hump; blue collar style.
Others were way out of it!!! saw what they would do for a dollar. ..playing the game like they're L-7 square..like Rick James talked about..it gets foul.
Whose gonna carry the weight? G-7 said the banks should..waste disposal companies and their trucks running out of dumps.
Whose gonna eradicate the hate? some talk out the side of their neck during the ongoing debate...perpetuating losing slumps?
A brotha jumps to conclusions; that this world is wicked; the defense attorney didn't have any closing arguments.
Mass Konfusion is the business as usual; all up in the heart of this.
All up in the spot!! peeping game..whose part of this and that conspiracy?
All up in the spot!! dropping the funk is my top priority.
Raiding the territory with the Sonic Assault; Breakbeat Science dropped by these altered egos O-Dog and O-Zone.
As we proceed and continue..please believe me..once again it's on..
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