360° (Kut Masta Kurt Remix)

360° (Kut Masta Kurt Remix) - Mr. Lif/DJ Craze/Push Button Objects/Del The Funky Homosapien

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The plans' covered in asphalt

The Lord told me that its man's fault

For perpetuating detrimental ways

Of living we can't halt

Everything inside ya move

You're caught inside a homicidal groove

Where only the idle loose

By violating one of life's most vital rules

Thou shalt not

But hell is a foul spot

Where many are misinformed when they are taught

And thus cherish the untrue

Then die for the lies that they clung to

Del and I were there when they hung you

And as you swung to and fro

We asked

Where did the humane humans go

With none in sight

We're left to focus on the same stunning fight

That spites the same force

That put the sun in flight

So I summon night

The lack of light left some in fright

And living in fear

With something they couldn't bear

I promise to tell the truth and the whole truth

I solemnly swear

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Progression the lesson

I figure out which direction then jettison

Minimalize perplexion

Flesh and bone that's just a physical

I got a spiritual

Awareness I have risen to

It's not mystical something that I listen to

When these plastic motherf**kers try to get in-to

My cypher

I ciphen they blood like they split in two

Yeah Del repel arduous

The purest give 'em service

With no insurance

Evil

I see through like cellophane

Knowledge of self

That's why people see Del is strange

They wanna humanize the most demonic dudes

Apply harmonic rules

Decide who is the guy

Americas'

Just like a pair of glove

Don't want to share with us

Anarchy tear it up

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The new era brings terror

You wish the quality of life was better

Peep the dilemma

Yeah life's getting dimmer

Stomachs' gettin' thinner

But your souls keep you full

Obesity is for sinners

The sentiment lingers

Low self-esteem hinders

I tell my people 'bout slavery

No one remembers

Maybe they ought to take a look in they mirrors

Like Michael Jackson

And they actions gettin' clearer

Beware the imagery might scare ya

If you ain't close to the source

Then you don't like prosperity

One or many waitin' in line for therapy

But everyone bear a seed

Pure as the air we breathe

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