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Yeah, man of peace call me Shantaram
Cultivate the seeds of a phantom land
Advance my fam and fast forward
With a passport to a universally by storming
Dark horse emancipated by art forms
Cast storms like Zeus till my hearts worn
I got a lot of good people to thank for the shoes on my feet
And freedom I have
Leading the pack with my skill for writing
Songs are like a rain clouds silver lining
Build your mind, shed thoughts to free ya
Tell the world fuck off like North Korea
Forced to be a, dull chief working's hard
You need a licence to fish and permits to park
Automated services aren't hearing it clearly
I'm a futurist like Timothy Leary living it high
Cause life's over in the blink of an eye
So what's the definition of life?
Experience hidden inside limited time
In the blink of an eye, can't remember change
Cause it all just seems like yesterday
I wear the same clothes, love the same music
Fifteen years a dedicated student
I made stupid mistakes coming to grips with elevating the movement
And running the biz
A lot of cats said take it back, keep it raw
I spit, polish my shit and move it forward
No pretending, flow with no ending
Learn from day to day and keep the momentum
Reach for progression till the skills are locked down
Strictly independent like Senator Bob Brown
What now? Yeah we're up against the Death Star
Armed with a rusty slug gun and vest for
A bag full of cans and a leaking tester
Bombing MCs like the streets of Chechnya
I ease the pressure with a black fire blade
In a mind state thinking stops and time waits
"Next in strong"
"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah"
"Express through song"
"Next in strong"
"When you're finally gone"
"Next in strong"
"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah"
"Express through song"
"Next in strong"
"When you're finally gone"
Yeah, I wanna say thanks to the fans for loving this
The struggle grips our soul and works us double shifts
We juggle biz, come home to a couple spliffs
Humble kings hit the lab with bare knuckle fists
Rolling like buckled rims on my first car
I'm an earth star in a state of creative inertia
Indoor wind surfer step inside my walls
My minds an ocean where I exercise my thoughts
The other night I was sitting on a park bench
Next to a homeless man digging through garbage
I asked where the bar is, he said fuck you
I thought to myself doesn't anyone love you?
And learnt right then, you sprint or you stumble
So run your marathon like Cliff Young in gumboots
Cause some lose freedom in the blink of an eye
With nothing in their lives but uplifting the mind
"Next in strong"
"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah"
"Express through song"
"Next in strong"
"When you're finally gone"
"Next in strong"
"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah"
"Express through song"
"Next in strong"
"When you're finally gone"