"Everylittlething - Radio Edit" genre: Experimental
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	Everylittlething we do matters...the wind from a butterfly's wing can be felt across the globe...
	CD: Black Indian Single   Label: Ollin Records Credits: Johnny
	Lyrics Everything is measured by the money behind it If you were to look for the truth you would never find it To do it today, just means to play - the game the aim, it doesn't matter what you say or how or why 'cause most don't give a damn just look at me on tv i'm the man well i would agree but do to relativity which man do you be the captive or the free But free from whom and to do what - question?answer: not give a !@#% Relate stifle creat rifle you learn the definition of the word trifle try and figure not non-existent au contrare But are you really for real or don't you care where do we go from here now that we are back to the source fear In my dream, every thing'll be fine clear your mind open the gate You will find that you are great Everything you've done wrong now could be forgiven who you have oppressed so long now could be-g-in to do worse you know what and to whom proper English compels me to forecast the gloom and fill up the room with improvement and like Shining Path make another movement Like Chopin or Ludwig Van I lift the struggle in my mind pen in hand the ripple effect a pebble plops into the ocean ink in the well no penny needed for the notion Emotional content creating beauty commotion will start hint-hint, unity Evading no point black that white fight this pick up a gun and truly be righteous hype is all that is - your edge in the biz but you can never cheat on the pop quiz hip hop whiz in the day making history you don't know LKJ, yo can't get wit me and my mystery master-peace missed your conscience violence cease dignity dignity dignity increase i see no light shining see no definition of who we are to be when we all got to know what's right here not live ignorant because of fear In my dream, every thing'll be fine clear your mind open the gate You will find that you are great Everything ya gotta do is gotta be so hip hop from the tip top dropping non-sense non-stop skip beats rock streets is it my naivete can you believe what you parlez 'tell me something good' nothing new to say how could you be misunderstood how could you be the biggest hood on the block with my mind in my pocket new kid wit no gloc ready to rock it wit props and respect due to who lack it and do not give a heck you might think or maybe you don't but if you care then no one won't why can't we be friends pullin out all the plugs why be mean to the end actin like thugs he shrugs his shoulders scratches his head and says could we play trivial pursuit or parcheesi instead hmm, I wonder, could the game be fixed by the player the follower the leader who is it pop=pop-fizz-fizz for the juice you got goofed no respect so watcha gotta prove you're a man really can got the weapon in your hand but you don't know how you flow is what you need to understand a real man knows what is right here a heart broken reacts out of fear Take a crack at the puzzle make a motion for the middle take a chance on the struggle find a reason for the riddle In my dream, every thing'll be fine clear your mind open the gate You will find that you are great

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