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The Individualist
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Tr-i
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Gather round children, I got a tale to tell ya
There was a time when I couldnt bust a rhyme Had yet to hit my prime cause my mind was such a young mind And first you got to unwind The mystery of your soul, its like a black hole The gravity is too thick You got to learn to lighten up a bit Its such a frightening thing to realize Every time you close your eyes You been cut down to size cause youre stuck with yourself Aint nobody else to compare yourself to Its just you And then you ask yourself, whats it all about? So you try to figure it out And thats when youll be tempted to believe foolish things And deceive yourself by lettin someone else Do your thinkin for you When they havent got a clue But you cant relive the hype, dont ya see? cause I got a special answer meant just for me Somewhere in my immediate vicinity
And if theres time enough to get it Then in time Im gonna get it cause I am the individualist
Check my references Wherever you are now you know I been there, done that Dont need to sling the scat cause my resume is too fat Change my name to some funky fresh dingbat Like the artist formerly known as tr-i I got to laugh when they try to figure out what its all about And they doubt that Im so devout But its something I can do without I got to know why I wanna know what I wanna know Why do I go where the others wont go? My eye is on the prize thats in disguise That you can only theorize, but I can utilize To rise above the lies about reality cause you cant relive the hype dont ya see? cause I got a special answer meant just for me Somewhere in my immediate vicinity
And if theres time enough to find it Then in time Im gonna find it cause I am the individualist
Here comes the individualist Yes I am, the individualist
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