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Yo, life`s web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath

as ransom in return for my soul`s silhouette. How deep does 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 assholes 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 throat - who ill

as me? Soulfly. 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 my spirit

in bondage like convicts. Gettin` blunted wasn`t pungent, overabundance

of dumb shit had me living low-budget. Conflict. Indo had my

mental growth stunted, cut friends out my circumference I used

to run 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 feel 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 until 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 az I fight to keep K-RAB`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 of 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 - when I get there 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

- than Vince on all ballers from bench to starter since I slaughter

holler - murda - on Shawn Carter - no honor with robbers - so

I pray to my godfather and my conscience isn`t bothered by how

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

Yo, life`s web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath

as ransom in return for my soul`s silhouette. How deep does 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 assholes 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 throat - who ill

as me? Soulfly. 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 my spirit

in bondage like convicts. Gettin` blunted wasn`t pungent, overabundance

of dumb shit had me living low-budget. Conflict. Indo had my

mental growth stunted, cut friends out my circumference I used

to run 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 feel 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 until 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 az I fight to keep K-RAB`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 of 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 - when I get there 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

- than Vince on all ballers from bench to starter since I slaughter

holler - murda - on Shawn Carter - no honor with robbers - so

I pray to my godfather and my conscience isn`t bothered by how

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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