after winter... MUST come spring.

Everything Is Everything...
Everything is everything, what is meant to be, will be. After winter, must come spring, change, it comes eventually...
I wrote these words for everyone who struggles in their youth
Who won't accept deception instead of what is truth...
It seems we lose the game, before we even start to play
Who made these rules?
We're so confused, easily led astray...
Let me tell ya that everything is everything, after winter, must come spring, everything is everything...
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I philosophy, possibly speak tongues, beat drum, abyssinian, street baptist rap this in fine linen. From the beginning my practice extending across the atlas, I begat this flippin' in the ghetto on a dirty mattress, you can't match this rapper / actress, more powerful than two Cleopatras. Bomb graffiti on the tomb of Nefertiti, MCs ain't ready to take it to the Serengeti. My rhymes is heavy like the mind of Sister Betty, L. Boogie spars with stars and constellations then came down for a little conversation. Adjacent to the king, fear no human being, roll with cherubims to Nassau Coliseum, now hear this mixture where hip hop meets scripture. Develop a negative into a positive picture, now, everything is everything, what is meant to be, will be. After winter, MUST come spring. Change, it comes eventually...
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Sometimes it seems we'll touch that dream but things come slow or not at all.
And the ones on top, won't make it stop so convinced that they might fall...
Let's love ourselves then we can't fail to make a better situation.
Tomorrow, our seeds will grow
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All we need is dedication...

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You know, everything is everything...