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Journalist-
From my Jewish Buddhist raisin' music I was cravin'/ got a scar above my eye from it hittin' the pavement/precarious Aquarius, I'm fluid full of movment/ misunderstood like Judas/ but planned like a blueprint/ I sat patiently waiting while wishing to blow/ revolve and change with a desire to know/ but like a narcissist with a broken mirror, I couldn't see the world to I started to fear it/ express myself in lyrics/ manipulate sentences, predicates and verbs/ evolve into an outlaw only armed with words/ new lands equate to dreams and still I screamed/ I rely on others but posses my means/ I'm like and addict always searching to fix/ when you inject yourself with ignorance you form a deadly mix/ when all you need is knowledge just to get by/ I graduated college just to high now I survive

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What I was taught when I was young, my parents raised me right / Got equal sides of the struggle / Yeah, true; I heed advise / Over there my mother and my father taught me what's up / They taught me how to lift my cup and not search for luck / To create my own; make my own path / If I needed to make myself useful, streets and aves could yield fruit to last / If you need it, then reach and grasp / This life is there for the taking so live it while you last / And if you last long, you know you're stronger than the strongest / If you hit bomb, you rock it righteous on top of it / From the bottom of the barrel to the top of acropolis' / Mis-educated foreign hills to high-class economists / 'Follow us' / Words spoken by my X and my Y / Parental parables, suggestions, lessons, visions and guides / Intrinsic in every position through this intricate life until the vivid of each minute brings all our riches to light, right?

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