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Passion
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Why do I do this? I guess i'd have to admit to y'all that it's a passion...
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Tall Man and The Rev. of Animal Nation. Conscious lyrics, indie feel, NOT 50.
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Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #1,059
Peak in subgenre #81
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Tall Man
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Tall Man
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February 13, 2005
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:55
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from the first time i touched i felt a rush i picked it up i couldn't get enough i knelt to touch i wasn't in a rush i picked it up and i couldn't get enough Every time i see myself inside a piece of polished metal that's embedded in a billion grains of desert, i'ma recollect the ups and downs, they ain't a blur yet, i'll take 'em out my mind, make a story for the times/ cause finally i set my sights on somethin' perfect, even the worthless will feel that it's worth it, even if it hurts it's gotta get made, cause the only thing that stays the same is change, if i were to start to think about the choices that i plastered on these shredded up perennial sheets, i mighta taken time out to account for any feelings that i bashed up in developement of many-a-beat, but it's pinned upon the past and though it could be touched on, instead i keep it headed in an antithetic fasion, so go ahead, ask me why i do this, i'd have to admit to y'all that it's a passion.. passion passion picked up the pen, couldn't put it down so i left it in my hand, let it scroll through the script till it met me at the end, kept it in demand till i pick up art again, and when i finally decide to set aside the quill that pulls apart confessions of my personal epic, i'm sit back reflectin' on what seemed to be a prominade, a mascaraded fantasy ball for y'all to call life, and i'ma scribble twenty-six inch little squiggles on a piece of parchment propped upon the middle of my mind, but if written word is biased then my history is biased and y'all don't know a damn thing about me, i'm a liar, yet stories unfold and bring along a sense of confort, if i let you in my life you gotta tell me that you love me, ya gotta promise that you'll never use my written word against me, and even though i know that you will it's still worth it, i made no paper printed by the government, that none of the tapes i make will be a classic, so then why do i do this? i guess i'd have to admit to y'all that it's a passion.
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