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qtip. the renaissance....

we here
in the midst of atlanta
the atl and the swell of
changes...

we remain abstract.

you know when its nothin but doubt around
we shout from towns
angelic sounds at the top of our lungs

believe not in me
but whats coming

hope is our drug
addicts of revolution
every day chosing
to hang hats upon heads
we're led to struggle
combat for oneLove

combat for oneLove
come back were I'm from
is that what I'm on?
check me out, then I'm gone
your chance has come
what it do when

its music.
i hope to share
beneath the sun's glare
I stare
blinded with ambition
conditions have changed
chopped and screwed

i left you
to find just how strong it was
and I want myself back
but we played for keeps
it was hardly cheap
its real costly, this time

as it gets tougher...
abstractions combat for oneLove.

"just some thoughts from the mind..." _Nas