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Artiste : Black Thought
Titre : Conception
[Reek Ruffin]
Where I go, where I go from here?
Oh I, know I, could be nowhere
And trust that all that money´s good for nothin’ if you scared

Singin´, yeah, yeah

[Black Thought]
Look
I am no fashion model but
I got fresh for photographers
The camo coat had the collar up
´Cause my emotions was bottled up
And though the ocean did not erupt
It turned up ’til it´s loud enough
To just make somethin´ out of us
Pass the shadow of a doubt in us
Godly, geometry and calculus
That I can move any mountain with
A nigga gotta be an alchemist
Tryna create another avenue of revenue
Or several because I´m in love with havin´ you
Security is just a whole ´nother animal

I can´t assume Xanadu had a panic room
I wish the man in the moon had a manual
And gratitude for the wishes I granted you
A lifetime, finally I´m understandin’ you
The lifelines that delines in a hand or two
And how it’s difficult to undo the damage you´ve done
Once the codes run under scanner too
So if you capture the flame and it’s painful
You just charge that to the game
´Cause it´s shameful to just fall back and complain
That you fractured the laws of attraction again
Focus on the more passionate plane
No conception´s immaculate, man

[Reek Ruffin]
Where I go, where I go from here?

Oh I, know I, could be nowhere
And trust that all that money’s good for nothin´ if you scared
Singin´, yeah, yeah

[Black Thought]
Once again to the well, I went
While the soul man screamed bloody hell out there
I´m tryna decode the meaning of the spell I´m in
And I don´t even know what fucking hotel I´m in
I checked in as the monarch of mel-a-nin
The el-a-phant, my body is a shell I´m in
Piecin´ myself together, teachin´ myself to never
Let one loss divorce my devel-op-ment
Reminds me of Ego Trippin´ like Nikki Giovanni
Wishin´ the system might deliver me a body
Cum laude, the rug on the floor was from Saudi
The message I´d hung on the door was unrowdy

No dowry, the price of it all was one cowrie
Now we the last flophouse on The Bowery
Human traffickin´, moving Africans
Still rapping with fantasies, fill the bracket in
And if you capture the flame, and it´s painful
Then just charge that to the game
´Cause it´s shameful to just fall back and complain
That you fractured the laws of attraction, again
Focus on a more passionate plane
Estimate a more accurate frame
Of time, a frame of mind attached to the sane
No conception´s immaculate, man

[Reek Ruffin]
Where I go, where I go from here?
Oh I, know I, could be nowhere
And trust that all that money´s good for nothin´ if you scared

Singin´, yeah, yeah

Where I go, where I go from here?
Oh I, know I, could be nowhere
And trust that all that money´s good for nothin´ if you scared
Singin´, yeah, yeah