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Aceyalone

Genres: Hip-Hop

Human Language Lyrics - Aceyalone

Aceyalone: 

Every time I flow I get this vision and I know 

Everytime I know I manifest and then I grow 

Everywhere I go I plant a seed I hope I grow 

But every seed planted ain't always granted life though 

Some grow slower then they flourish in the end 

Then again some go fast then they die out soon as they began 

Now many music on my seed 

Planted in the minds to feed 

Yes indeed I cut off bleed 

I sweat in tears until I'm free 

My set for tha 213 

Wit protect to the e-why-e 

Just soak it in like mother earth 

Who was once this jewel 

Is just a sess poop for fools 

Truly world there's another chapter to that never ending capture rapture 

I tap yo mental 

And strokes ya mind so gentle 

I'm the sunshine not the star and I rymhe irregular annnd bizzare 

But I no exactly who I are 

Ye..and I love keepin true and not off guard 

Nobody likes to be a waterboy foreva 

Neva seein the feild thinkin you got it together 

Playin foosball in the street its yo game but its they concrete 

Its my ball its my treat an its my world its my hit 

And I live a hell hole in the wall and I don't never see the light of day 

So flipnos controlin alla y'all but they won't take mines away 

What is that instict 

To react before you think and make that thought complete tell it to the weak 

Smell before you eat 

See I neva try to mislead 

And I walk this planet keyed 

Yes indeed I cut off bleed 

I sweatin tears until I'm free 

My set to the 213 

My protect to the e-why-e 

Just soak it in despite all this anguish 

For a book of human language 

The lion will never ever lie down with the lamb 

That's how its taught when I saught out to tell em who I am 

I exam 

I loot for the bank and swam 

Change my program 

But they hold me back like water in a dam 

But I won't be held 

Even though I'm trailed with bread crumbs 

Ill take em to the max headdrum 

You'll need more then excedrin 

Codina 

Morphina 

Niccotina 

Caffine in yo canteen 

In yo bloodstream 

Ima well oiled machine keep my area quarinteend 

From the gardens of flowinteene to shores of tripily 

Scientifically ain't to rippen me I'm terrificly well spoken 

See many attempts to get a glimps of what the hell I'm smoken 

But it ain't no bamma 

I just mastered this bastard grammar 

I go outside my peramata and stretch out my diamita 

It gets bigger the gamera so pitcture that wit your camera 

(i don't no what the fuck he says here) 

And much more hearts then yours 

I just express mines a little different 

Cause life ain't fair but who really cares? 

I no some people that's over here but they wanna be over there 

I no some real cool cats ye but they wanna be bears an when I see em chasen chickens I get heated like a flare 

On your face looks scared ye space looks kinda teared 

Your a square and I'm beyond comparen I'm rare ye 

And I'm sick of turnin apples into pears 

Soon as I get a little bit of it ima share 

See I never try to mislead and I walk this planet keyed 

Yes indeed I cut off bleed 

I sweatin tears until I'm free 

My set to the 213 

My protect to the e-why-e 

Just soak it in despite all this anguish 

For a book of human language 

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