let the rest be Stuck in a black hole and yes, I withhold A key so you can see me in poetry motion Steadily coastin to a lyrical plot that puts a knot
VERSE 3: Laquan] Samples coast in a circular motion Metaphors as smooth as lotion Silence, you're on a journey, I'm the pilot I have a train of lyrics
checkin out the time (Get ready, get ready) Everybody [VERSE 1: Laquan] Third eye shines like a force of light Tongue used as a tool to provide a Godly
On a never ending quest for better days Many sin, peace is made within No time to spare, the clock continues to spin I have a question, why test a Brother
death Earth is a battle ground, my wicked sound is hell-bound Refuse to be held down Endless poems I perform form a brainstorm A wall can't stop, not even a
Soundin like another, that isn't my motto See, I'm a leader not a follower A portion of poets sound equivalent They need to fabricate a style that's different
notes of a native son [CHORUS] (Native son) (Native son) I am your native (Native son) I am your native (Native son) I am your native (Hear the notes
make a U turn You're messin with the flame you're gonna get burned Call me Laquan the superior vocalist Identified as a soul soloist (My only weapon is the) Soul [VERSE 2: Laquan
them lying muthafuckas [..] [..] a man that's a retired actor run a country?) Imprison the President [VERSE 2: Laquan] Congress spoke, slaveowners vote A
it like it is, brother to brother (Alright) Brother to brother [VERSE 2: Laquan] Open your third eye, vision a clear sight As we take a flight into
in, we gotta get in Gotta get in within your skin [VERSE 2: Laquan] Make my approach with a kiss on her throat I'm whispering love notes and brother,
