Inspire
It's
Not easy to fit
Inspiration into a single Manuscript
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Information just influential tips
Grip
A concept of reality
Not formally accepted by society
Confirm, conform and accept sobriety
Me, I get high and add commerce to the economy
I know my heritage, I'm living, for I am a survivor
You don't understand your purpose
So they put you behind bars because you act like your suppose to be behind them
Backwards minded
May we reach the same plane
With the same pilot
Ascending with guidance
Signs scribed in silence
Sign language couldn't describe my anguished
pray you hear the sirens
Designed to divide us
By pride and phylum
I cum alone
Don't need you to get excited
Provided a little help
I'll be more then a little felt
Up, within a system corrupt
Dismantle the mantle until we erupt
So what
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