Excess

I believe in, I deceive in

Bottom weaving, I can breathe in

Make a wish in, flower fishing

Moving vibration, mild relation

I'm Jamaican on your radio station

Got a curse in, could be worse in

You first in a hearse in

Good as dead , nothing left in

Nothing left in, some be heading

I need a head rest in

And a feed from a warm breast

A man making hits

For the childhood of hicks

Underground like

Who's it sound like

You all sound the same

But you don't know my name

I believe in people lyin'

I believe in people dyin'

I believe in people tryin'

I believe in people cryin'

I believe in people balkin'

I believe in people talkin'

I believe in people breathin'

I believe in people bein'

We all sound the same

You don't know my name

Rearrange and things don't change

Things remain, feel the strain

Stress, catch my breath

(There'll be a new tale of)

Get some rest

(He and I)

From the mess

(In fact any time)

I couldn't care less

(Every day)

Sugar cane

(Write fictional stories)

Is like smack to my vein

Shook fame

(If you want to)

But I don't complain

(On the street)

I believe in different reasons

I believe in breathe through seasons

I believe when snow flakes fall

I believe in buildings tall

I believe in people bombing

I believe in people warring

I believe diseases coming

I believe that's why I'm running

Keep living, keep living

You gotta ask

(There'll be a new tale of)

Before he attacks

(He and I)

You got the flats

(In fact any time)

Dub my sacks

(Every day)

You've got the city

(Writing fictional stories)

Move out of the country

I'm scrunching

(If you want to)

Friends that are punchy

(On the street)

I believe in people fallin'

I believe in people warrin'

I believe diseases comin'

I believe that's why I'm runnin'

I believe in people balkin'

I believe in people talkin'

I believe in people breathin'

I believe in people bein'

Keep living, keep living

Keep living, keep living

Keep living, keep living

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