Havin’ to address the Sols on the Solstice.
To keep it kosher, with the Colt on the holster.
To die for the cause, the descendant of Ali.
“Even though I walk through the darkest valley,” to meditate, to rally.
To live my second life in Cali, with that bein’ said...
This is the alchemist who’s higher self is to acquire gold from lead.
And I’m assuming you woke up on the wrong side of the bed?
And when dinosaurs shed, do they turn into a Red Eagle?
To cover the head, to put on the Beanie Sigel.
To move on from the Pit, and this ain’t Beagle Bites.
And you thought I had to bow down to Christ to be of the Light.
And yes, as I shine in the middle of the night...
And I’m always ready for what's next, this ain't your fight.
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