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doing it for the Vibe
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if loving you is dysfunctional
I can't let go of this sick flow
can't make it home
batting zero, so
 why stop at 1000
with a million to go
a pocket full of seed to sow
success is not the best
it's how you grow
it's a signal to press
let loose, let 'em know
through the dark
rub some stones
make a mark
make it hot
 throw off the scent
add a taste of nonsense
vibrate the consciousness
not to mention
dimensions
a light in the dark
is but a spark
use to sit in a park
wishing for day to come
hoping for a crumb
did a lot of things
that were dumb
broke more than I fixed
caught up in the mix
there's a place called death
where there is nothing left
nothing to do but sleep
it was there when I decided
I wanted to work
even if I had to sweep
sick and tired of hearing
my mothers weeps
made up my mind
to do it for the keep
a Lion not a sheep
the Panthers
the beast inside of me
vibrantly activating
the bite in me