sample of Common Sense repeats My life being held within the grasp of fate Fingertips my ass shackled to the hips in systematic racism Facing caustic reefs spread across the concrete I beat obstacles Manufactured harass my soul and destiny We three testaments to hope (Even though the evil stole this motherfuckin misfit) Copy referred upon as statistics List it, test it, shit's burned Analyzed by report cards, hard to live a life when you're forced to.. UAHH, within the, PIPES of the system Where as a vision with classism which means the poor, die, while the rich live high Taxing your ass I feel like SMACKING that ass Live on CNN, simulacastin on BBC-1 Punk-ass, politicians gettin cracked with tomahawks stocked, with my ancient feathers Plunge you a leather rope, with each HIT we symbolize hope "So much soul" --> sample of Common Sense repeats Give us our freedom back! Better not.. fall! "So much soul" --> sample of Common Sense repeats Ante up on them mic skills, I'm waiting so patiently For someone to impress besides the ones who reside up in my home zone radius, maybe I'm biased but I think we the highest shit, you could ever purchase Not to put a price upon the surface cause it won't help Compare us to a Hummer/space shuttle combination Age twenty-four earth years, musical relation reach plateaus of Fugee, without a concert free Now that's me, destinies trailed without a roadmap of hardships and mic grips, jealousy, you name it Get bigger without lettin my ego volcano interrupt My personality into realms of asshole, you know me or just want to, it's all cool As long as you come and put my baby through school I mean really now, all and together now Crews 'sposed to put they minds together and make albums sounds HYPE Living Legends upLIFT the mic, and when the album drop You know the shit will sound right.. right.. Cause it's so much soul.. cause it's so much soul.. "So much soul" --> sample of Common Sense repeats" /> Lirik Lagu Mystik Journeymen - Creators Of Destiny

Creators Of Destiny

Mystik Journeymen

I'm a earth soldier.. we're here



We're here!



I'm here to umm announce that we're



taking names.. putting names on a list..



Thinking about.. what you dream about..



And also what.. you do with those dreams..




"So much soul" > sample of Common Sense repeats




My life being held within the grasp of fate



Fingertips my ass shackled to the hips in systematic racism



Facing caustic reefs spread across the concrete



I beat obstacles



Manufactured harass my soul and destiny



We three testaments to hope



(Even though the evil stole this motherfuckin misfit)




Copy referred upon as statistics



List it, test it, shit's burned



Analyzed by report cards, hard to live a life



when you're forced to..




UAHH, within the, PIPES of the system



Where as a vision with classism



which means the poor, die, while the rich live high




Taxing your ass I feel like SMACKING that ass



Live on CNN, simulacastin on BBC-1



Punk-ass, politicians gettin cracked with tomahawks



stocked, with my ancient feathers



Plunge you a leather rope, with each HIT



we symbolize hope




"So much soul" --> sample of Common Sense repeats




Give us our freedom back! Better not.. fall!




"So much soul" --> sample of Common Sense repeats




Ante up on them mic skills, I'm waiting so patiently



For someone to impress besides the ones who reside



up in my home zone radius, maybe I'm biased but



I think we the highest shit, you could ever purchase



Not to put a price upon the surface cause it won't help



Compare us to a Hummer/space shuttle combination



Age twenty-four earth years, musical relation



reach plateaus of Fugee, without a concert free



Now that's me, destinies trailed without a roadmap



of hardships and mic grips, jealousy, you name it



Get bigger without lettin my ego volcano interrupt



My personality into realms of asshole, you know me



or just want to, it's all cool



As long as you come and put my baby through school



I mean really now, all and together now



Crews 'sposed to put they minds together and make albums sounds HYPE



Living Legends upLIFT the mic, and when the album drop



You know the shit will sound right.. right..



Cause it's so much soul.. cause it's so much soul..




"So much soul" --> sample of Common Sense repeats