For the Masses

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My gold is for the masses

Not for the half asses

Slow drip its like molasses

I’m not here to solve fractions

Just wanna get some traction

Livin’ for the Livin’ so fuck let’s get it crackin’

Y’all Counting beans In the third dimension

Our dream is to stay well-Shapen

But it’s a misnomer to claim a safe haven

When the house is on fire and getting misshapen

I’d tell em that I hate it,

but they already abated.

They’d still be saying wait and,

we finally stop waitin’

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So now we out here forging

Smeltin my gold by morning

I fill the molds with glory

And cool them by the shore, see

They talismans of power

The ancestors gon’ shower

Us with the finest hours

Now’s not the time to cower

So wake up and get out there

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So what’s the point in speakin’

When everybody tweakin’

I just wanna feel things

With people who have meaning

Warm Hearts that are still beating

A fish school slowly teeming

Coral reefs, we guardin’ real things

And spirit has us feenin’

For what’s to come I don’t yet know

But trust my soul I won’t let go

We’re all one tribe just so you know

More hugs less fists, so what’s a foe

I kept katanas closeby

In case some shit goes awry

And now I keep some quail close

I like less viral egg-roasts

A friend is how you make one

Please don’t just sit and play dumb

Keep following the bread crumbs

Bright light I hope we get some

[chorus]

So now we out here forgin’

Smeltin’ my gold by mornin’

I fill the molds with glory

And cool them by the shore, see

They talismans of power

The ancestors gon’ shower

Us with the finest hours

Now’s not the time to cower

So wake up and get out there

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So wake up and get out there

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So wake up and get out there

Will be on my Spotify soon