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Yo, life's web wants me in debt and tries to cellct my breath
as ransom in return for my soul's silhouette. How deep deas shit
get? Is it worth the Bentleys and jets in this jungle of sheer cons
and devils with breasts. I mean does everything happen for
a reason, the change of seasons, even the slugs screamin' to stop
you from breathin'. It seems we're all a target in this mosh
pit. The world be spinnin' lopsided, that's why I have my logic.

We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
So don't tell me how to act - how to be - how to live
We are what we are - forever live or die
Don't tell me how to act - how to be - how to live
I am what I am from beginning to the end

My conspiracy theory threatens national security, speaking
clearly, you asshole don't hear me. Walked the psychopath
of Timothy Leary when cell therapy wasn't curing me, God put fear
in me, scaring me. RIP Kamau Jahi, quiet warrior with dignity,
still with me spiritually, forever in memory. Cut thrat - who ill
as me? Soufly. Flight attendants ain't got shit on me. You reap
what you sow, so I try my hardest to harvest good crops regardless
if most artists are garbage - with godless content. To be honest,
the chronic plus my fondness of alcoholic products held
any spirit in bondage like convicts. Gettin' blunted wasn't
pungent overabundance of dumb shit had me living lowbudget. Conflict.
Indo had my mental growth stunted, cut friends out my circumference
I used to sun with. Rose above it. Fuck thuggin' and clubbin', I got
one in the oven, plus my girl's talkin' husband - she buggin'.
My method of flowin' expression through poem, salt of the Earth
like the ocean - God's chosen spokesman. Creation to cremation,
to be blatant - fuck Satan - paper chasin' motherfuckers,
facing damnation. Girls actin' fly with no interest in aviation - fuck
station - radio waves is just radiation.

We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
You don't fell when I bleed, when I scream, when I feel
We are what we are - forever live or die
You don't know how I feel, what is real, what's the deal
I am what I am from beginning to the end

Cutthroat Logic - the newest extension of the Soulfly Tribe
from now untill the day that I die. Can't you tell by the pain in
my eyes that with this music I will bring my dream to life.
Stressed the F out, losin' my mind, I wanna blow up right
now but I know it takes time. Like slanging saxs to takin'
elbows across the state lines, from 22's to tec 9's swag to
kind. Underground to worldwide, I will never die, forever
my words in my rhymes they gonna keep me alive. So onward
I strive each and every day of my life as I fight to keep
KRAB's dream alive. Forever my better half from fightin' to
makin' cash. Some things in life are fucked up - wish I could
take'em back. But I live life with no regrets so I just look
back on life and laugh.

We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
In memory of D-LOW I carry this pain
We are what we are - I know you understand
In memory of D-LOW I carved your name
I am what I am from beginning to the end

Got Catholics in confession and 5-percenters studying lessons
while the youth smoke Buddha for blessing. I hear you fuckers
on vinyl praising false idols - claiming Gods and dogs and
other fraud titles - to rival. My recital's laced with the Bible,
life is just a time trial - I'm trying to make the finals. March
madness in the land savages - I'm stranded, a magnet for static
so I combat it diplomatic - nomadic - what I'm tatted - my cross
my only baggage - roots go back to Africa, I'm not Asiatic.
Brothas mastered mathematics and still they can't add it. My
quest isn't cabbage although It's nice to have it - rock the
planet - like volcanic magma fragments - as my lava cools a lot of fools
take me for granite. I just wanna meet the trinity and live for
infinity - laugh at the enemy - whebn I got these who cares who
remember me - on Earth. Since birth my dome had afro turf - ask
the nurse - I heard a verse that said - "who's last is first" - so I
keep my flesh humble 'cause I'm still-skinned like Rumple - average
a triple double and keep my game subtle - jam harder - thatn Vince on all
ballers from bench to starter since I slaughter holler - murda - on Shawn
Center - no honor with robbers - so I pray to my godfather and my conscience
isn't bothered by now I get my dollars.

We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast

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