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Arm Me With Harmony

the sweat on my hand is a visible thing

am I talking irrational as if philosophical

why does one equate logic with fear

I shed a tear to numb the pain

sparks pertrude through my voice as if a flame

yet deep inside I search for a reason why

the streets are filled with fly bys

everyone is getting a little bit high

one word to the wise we are left with a stress test

getting caught up in the mix with such an evil twist

as we parted ways hold your head up high and be brave

some people use reverse psychology yet in reality there just phony

alone with their innocence some even give a shit getting caught up in the mix

put your thinking caps on cause I got this song of how we can all get along

some freaks in the sheets are working on their beats

rap isn't dead cause I got crazy beats flowing through my head

hommie Luke Brice got capped in the back of his head now he's the walking dead

working to hard can give you a heart attack we tend to over react

sharp words in your tone you don't even need a megaphone

just like the movie Home Alone we got guys like Pesci taking over

under cover bosses spreading out upon the masses

the fly in the air only on first classes

yet what is the basis to the extreme aura I come to store a unique aura

busy as a bee floating through the trees all of life is but a mystery

still I got something up my sleeve

back in the hood where it's all good

Ice Cube & Eazy E

turning sadness to gladness falling back on that ass

no one in this life gets by on a free pass

like the underground sound you still want me around

some friends flipping burgers and fries does it come at no big surprise taking heed to those lies...

Arm me with harmony for my face in lights with the good night fights

music ain't the way it used to be Professors need to get another degree

watch me now I'm going down so is the rest of this song