my father's world and to my listening ears Lost Secret sings the music of the spheres [Chorus x2: Allah Real] Now here we go again It doesn't mater
fightin' Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then? Must it go on, we must stop the killin' Tell me why we die, we all God's children All this
he feel and I'm just bein' real I don't hate and I don't preach it, ain't no motherfuckin secret We ain't first class citizens and we ain't second either
So here we stand in our secret place Where the sound of the crowd is so far away You take my hand, and it feels like home We both understand, it's where
like this When we need change, nigga Yeah and if you really look at it Your life is like a movie And we all in the script playin' a role Let's go Mic
dead crowd up like Lazarus Hazardous vocabulary attacks be beautiful Acoustical notes we provoke, it comes out musically dope Niggaz realize they just can't cope They're here
an eye Things will never be the same 'cause Willy's on his way Can we remember what we've got Before we open our big mouths To complain about the things we
Baby let's pretend We're just kids, seventeen again Don't let anyone know Hold on tight, and let's just let it go This ain't just a kiss we're stealing
clue --spoken: "now here comes the big ones. relationships! we all got 'em, we All want 'em. what do we do with 'em? Here we go, I'll tell ya.&
be done Just a hang-up call and the quiet breathing of our Persian We call 'Cajun' on a Wednesday So we go from year to year With secrets we've been
been men with arms fightin Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then? Must it go on, we must stop the killin Tell me why we die, we all God's children
mesmerize me Pride's got its crooked fingers twisted all inside in me Fools walk the path I'm on, never to be seen again Sipping on seduction while we eating on some secret
Hey boys. I've come a long way Along in the sun and the rain What am I doing here? No-star hotel Wasting my wealth, telling myself to go to hell Arm
, when we get down to it there's more than sand and fluid in how I revolve and evolve can we solve the secrets? No. can we take trinkets? No. so when
the guitars come in and stuff like that We didn?t have no hip hop beats back in the days We had to take it from everywhere, we can get it from Its just
player for life, shit But I'ma say it again, I don't love no bitches I bout my money, nigga and fuckin' these bitches [Chorus] [Baby] Now I had been here
you And your crummy corny ass crew So we shall enforce that you lost and plus you oughta Find another type of life and yes another source of income And here
wouldn't bend But somehow they drove me back here once again To the place I lost at love, the place I lost my soul I wish I'd just burn down this place that we
