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アーティスト：Soulfly 

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Yo, life's web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath As ransom in return for my soul's silhouette. How deep does shit get? Is it worth the Bentley's And jets in this jungle of sheer cons And devils with breasts. I mean does everything happen for a reason, The change of seasons, Even the slugs screamin' to stop you from breathin'. It seems we're all a target in this mosh pit. The world be spinnin' lopsided, that's Why I have my logic. We are what we are, musical contrast Sound clash, bomb blast We are what we are, musical contrast Sound clash, bomb blast So don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live We are what we are, forever live or die Don't tell me how to act, how to be, how to live I am what I am from beginning to the end My conspiracy theory threatens national security, speaking clearly, You assholes don't hear me. Walked the psychopath of Timothy Leary When cell therapy wasn't curing me, God put fear in me, scaring me. R-I-P Kamau Jahi, quiet warrior with dignity, Still with me spiritually, forever in memory. Cut throat, who ill as me? Soulfly. Flight attendants ain't got shit on me. You reap what you sow, So I try my hardest to harvest good crops regardless If most artists are garbage With godless content. To be honest, the chronic plus my fondness of alcoholic products Held my spirit in bondage like convicts. Gettin' blunted wasn't pungent, Overabundance of dumb shit had me living low-budget. Conflict. Indo had my mental growth stunted, cut friends out my circumference I used to run with. Rose above it. Fuck thuggin' and clubbin', I got one in the oven, Plus my girl's talkin' husband, she buggin'. My method of flowin' expression through poem, Salt of the Earth like the ocean, God's chosen spokesman. Creation to cremation, to be blatant, fuck Satan, Paper chasin' motherfuckers facing damnation. Girls actin' fly with no interest in aviation, fuck station, radio Waves is just radiation. We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast We are what we are, musical contrast, sound clash, bomb blast You don't feel when I bleed, when I scream, when I feel We are what we are, forever live or die You don't know how I feel, what is real, what's the deal I am what I am from beginning to the end Cutthroat Logic, The newest extension of the Soulfly Tribe From now until the day that I die. Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes That with this music I will bring my dream to life.



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