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4Th Wall

Surfing on the bluest wave, I'm ready to go Reaching for the shiny eye that swims below Try to catch one, only the best one Surfing on the bluest wave

I've been sleeping for days Wishing I was somewhere else How many times have they tried to wake me Some they want to save you, some they want to drag

If I should leave and never return, lite a candle and let it burn Cause light transcends time And when it's raining on the avenue, a wind will blow me

When I was a young 'boy you have the sad-est face' One night in Mexico, we chased our memories It's too late to live it down, lost in another town Lift

Everybody seems so far away We're lying on a beach in the sun Looking for a hole in the sky that we could climb out of Flip on the radio, it's a song

people get up off the wall cause it's time 4 the roll call here we go - here we go - here we go - all-4-one show 1 - 4 the trible, 2 - 4 the time

when I'm buyin ale Da fly guy wit da force like Luke Sky down 4 a mozitwa hon If ya fly - Da Funkadelic been rocking mics since da 4th grade I terminate

Is this the effects of being young black an poor? Do we genetically have what it takes to endure? Had killaz lookin' for him from Crenshaw to 5th wards

24/7, 24/7, 24/7 365 On My Grind [x4] [Chorus:] 24/7 365 On My Grind 'Cause I I Gotta Get Mine (yea) I Gotta Get Mine [x2] How You Gone Do It? One Hustle