Themba Ntaka - Cerulean about existence lyrics

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Themba Ntaka - Cerulean about existence lyrics

[Verse 1: Themba Ntaka] My stigma self-induces the enigma White hands examining the black hand's damages As civil blood makes civil hands unclean They was screaming Free Earl and forgot about Nadim Thought I kept him in mind Thoughts had kept me in line Along with intuition when had stained my disposition I keep a little something in my carry-on 4 square, cherry bomb I want to blow up the New City I read rappers like sheet music Beat rappers like sheet music And measure rappers like sheet music Ergo, I'm the composer of the tune I found the percs in reg I want to do shrooms Resourceful I turned abundant from a morsel Running through the No Man's Land like no man can I'm global From hobo hill to Chernobyl They stand immobile and in the cross-hairs of getting totaled