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Third I Sight
03:26
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Empty lies attack and grasp your mind
You could see further if you tapped into your third eye
Some people get it confused see
They think they're the center of their universe
See, I think differently
I think were all one
Mother, father, sister, brotha all and none
Every being in this creation is one
Nothing's forever, even a diamond loses luster
But you've got one life and some courage so muster,
Muster it up all that you've bottled down, and break off those shackles that have kept you tied round
Two sevens clashed, you watched but never learned
The end of time was never really my concern
Daylight burned, paid the cost and lost my turn
Brain on fire, I let the darkness return
Cosmic love gave me rebirth
The shadows fell off and fought it out in the dirt
As I looked up, to the stars, I Fell out of favor with the gods of the earth
Some people say you know everything at birth
And your whole life is spent uncovering what's worth
What's worth knowing and what's worth fighting for
What's worth not a care and what's worth dying for
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One Too Many
02:10
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It was late
A half moon night
When she came back to me
Didn't want to fuss or fight
She said by my side's the only place she felt alright
I pulled her close what do you think we did all night?
One too many as addressed by the sun
The moon rise came and you had no where to run
You dreamed of flying and I dreamed none
Cupids shallow arrow hit me like a gun
It was late, back that night
Down in LA the city had left the light
A drunken haze gave you all your might
I pushed you away didn't want to see your eyes
One too many lessons I learned that day
Your mind can rot when love decays
Sometimes life is a Mental Maze
But a positive outlook pays in positive ways
Your brown eyes
Like pools of shit
I should've known
You were full of it
Hard to fight such a beautiful sight
But eventually I turned towards the light
I'm grateful for the sudden smack upright
You gave me the gift of heavy handed sleight
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Self Governed
05:21
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If you've got something to say why don't you just say it
If you've got something to prove why don't you just prove it
If you got something to lose why don't you just lose it
But don't just stand there acting stupid
What's up what's down
Can't believe I stuck around
What's up what's down
Now I'm glad that I left town
Up the river down the boat
Paper planes go up in smoke
Up the river down the boat
Paper planes go up in smoke
I see you over there acting so tough
Punk rock patches don't make your life rough
Keep maddoggin me and I'll call your bluff
You sir need to sit down if you can't handle the ska reggae stuff
One bright day I was Layin
Down in the Venice sand
I was approached by a long haired
Dreaded rasta man
Smoke clouds were rising
Out of his yellow van
He had a big fat spliff in his left and right hand, oh man
Him and his wife, so soon they approached I
Handed me the spliff and asked me if I wanted to fly
We've got a boat and it's right near by
Took a little walk and saw it with my own eyes
If you've got something to say why don't you just say it
If you've got something to prove why don't you just prove it
If you're not happy with your choice why did you choose it?
If you're not happy with your voice you better lose it
A pure society needs no crown
They said they'd save you, your soul is still bound
One sound split and ran through the town
I'm self governed now cause they tried to hold me down
I see you over there acting so tough
Punk rock patches don't make your life rough
Keep maddoggin me, and I'll call your bluff
You need to sit down if you can't get enough
It was pretty clear that they built it themself, with Jah Rastafari painted on the shelf
You could see it in their eyes that they'd been through hell
But the smile on their face told me all was well
From that day on there was no racial division
The color lines blurred I had made my decision
I'm a mental surgeon watch me make my incision
And watch me roll my joints with some fuckin exposition
You think I'm blind?
How's this for vision
Got clearer sight than any wicked politician
Yeah, and this man's on a mission
To the moon, back and to force you to submission
She kept me goin kept me going for so long
Could not figure out what I had done wrong
I guess it didn't make a difference in the end
I met the next chick right around the bend
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Sugar Street
04:08
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Captain Smooth Talk Lancaster, California
Based out of the Antelope Valley region of Los Angeles county.
Representing the signature SoCal sound of reggae, ska, and punk rock.
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