Hypocrisy

Chill you mind dont be no fool

Play this game, fade the pain, love the game

We fear loss, we fear death 

Fear we most of compliment 

Read my pain, cut my scars 

Break these gates, fumigate those lies 

Forget the past and its lyrical demise 

Live for the future open up your eyes

Jazz my soul hip hop my heart 

The past is our future, love is our guide 

 

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