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It seems rappers are doing acrobatics like in a circus;

I’ll just try to write down my life below the surface

Well, welcome to my life rap that’s intact,

It’s about not going swimming ‘cause I felt fat

Other things that I am,

I don’t wanna be but I can,

And what I try to be,

What I try to define as part of me, which includes

Economics and loving it, props to Sen’s works

Duflo’s TED talk, regression stars;

Props to Pigou who says economics defies

The social issues that cause withered lives

Props to Lupe who helped me contextualize

The classics I liked, NY State of Mind,

Props to Nas, Life’s Good on a loop in high school,

To Doom and others who died too soon

These are about what I have been up to

In the parts of my life I don’t usually show you

Not that seemly, as a matter of fact

But it’s me, didn’t wanna make it gift wrapped

Honesty is a primary virtue in both academia and hip-hop

Guess I shall be ok whatever you think of this

Honesty is a virtue in both academia and hip-hop

Guess I shall be ok whatever you think of me

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When you had me, did you think of me?

When I had you, I’m not sure if I thought of you

Too many things on my mind, morally fine and otherwise

Maybe, dear, this might, be what I wanted all my life

Recall how we made love, spooned and talked

About kids, now I feel sick, Sartre shit

Say that we had kids - would they have this thick

And hot blood of mine that comes down my family line?

You know my blood burns, burnt in the lust I felt

It burns in the same way I should probably burn in hell

Guess I got this guilt boiling down to my childhood,

Which is fine, it was their first time too

And remember how we talked about ever after

These sweet forever talks never mattered

Maybe the lack of permanence of love is

What makes one seek some semblance of it

You know that sometimes I wanna be found dead in my bed,

Would it make you feel better if that’s ‘cause I feel bad

About how we ended, I took you for granted,

I talked roses but was empty-handed

Maybe I should try church for a change, get baptized

This is about me again, I apologize

If my love is always about me, is it love

Or is it just ego in my blood?

I don’t know, dear, I feel sick and vile

My meat-cleaver mind chops and supplies

Roughly cut slabs of love, death, life and lust

Dear, I feel sick and vile

My meat-cleaver mind chops and supplies

Roughly cut slabs of love, death, life and lust

Up for grabs, up for grabs

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Last time we talked to each other, I forgot to say I love you,

Except, that’s not true. 

It was on my mind but didn’t come out,

I don’t know why. Except, I know it was 

Partly this dark and brooding resentment 

I kept in my heart; told you it was fine,

Except, that was a lie

At least for a while. Leave any wine of

Love out for too long, it will be gone,

It will become vinegar. And I mutter:

Are we dissimilar or too similar?

I look up, but the sky is no listener

Except, I don’t really need to ask to know we are alike

I know we got the same types of fragile eyes

I know you are soft and hurt inside

I know of the Romantic era poets you like,

And every time my mood has these swings,

I realise my heart has wings,

I’m scared I would fall. I recall

The mistakes I’ve seen since I was small.

And it would be dishonest of me to say I didn’t mean to hurt you

I cursed you when I remembered things

I haven’t learnt to come to terms with

Sometimes, I wanna leave you for good

I wanted to leave you for good

Except, I do still have love for you

Except,

Pac said, from the concrete a rose can flower.

I say, take the grapes of memories, bitter and sour.

Then, take some care and time and combine -

I guess it can turn into the sweetest wine

I do have love for you

I do have love for you

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[As people are dying, people are blocking aid

People have killed people to keep the Sun awake

People claim that some people are less

People, invoking terms like legal

And then, people tell me it’s the way things are

I find things a bit hard]

I was writing lyrics about people being horrible

Wasn’t long before this proved unbearable

Cause it wasn’t hard to find examples, maybe it was like

Searching for the shadow around the candles deep into the night

So I thought of adding a nice message

I fear I tried but didn’t manage

Could I stay sincere and still say it gets better?

I cannot feed the reality to a shredder or

Fold it into an origami piece that’s harmless;

No point in dealing out a false promise

So I just stopped, wrote something else down -

This is what I got

Throw your

Love in the air for the ones who matter to you

Pause this song, call and show your gratitude to

The ones you love, deserve you, the ones

Who love you

Throw your

Love in the air for the ones who matter to you

Pause this song, call and show your gratitude to

The ones you love, deserve you, the ones

Who love you

Throw your

Love in the air for the ones who matter to you

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