Letras: The Roots. Sacrifice.

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Tell you one lesson I've learned
If you wanna reach something in life
You ain't gonna get in unless
You give a little bit of sacrifice
Ooh sometimes you gotta smile before you cry
You need a heart that's filled with music
If you use it you can fly
If you wanna be high

Listen, I got you phobic offa this like arachnid
Drastic, it ain't plastic, it's just Pro black-ness
Grown man tactics no pediatrics
The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous
The catalyst. Thought with the knack of splashin
I'm dashin, I mastered the craft of mashin
The level-headed thoroughbred the females passion
Magnetic attraction be keeping em askin
The crews in the Cadillac, the Pendergrassin
Swerve half-naked won't come near crashin
But if I go to Heaven would you know my name
Or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh?

Clap for freedom yawl , that's what's happenin
My spit take critical political action
The hustle is a puzzle, each piece is a fraction
And every word that's understood is a transaction

I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder
Rep Philly set
From Bolivia to Boulder
Paris, France ?..Thai Yoga
How we gon' make it through the dark?
I'll show ya?..

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