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[intro: inspectah deck (whispering)]
Elevation (x15)

[chorus: inspectah deck]
Tired of trials and tribulations
It seems like life is hell, dreams the only way of escapin
To worlds that's beyond imagination
I know a place, I could take you there through elevation

[inspectah deck]
Where I come from young ones pump jums for lump sums
Bustin guns, trust none, become son
Truth spells broke loose shells that propel
Where I'm dwellin, niggaz bail, tellin what you sellin
My nigga tone just came home but improvised
The system tried to give him 5 more for gettin high
Fly stacy, daddy's little lady fucks crazily
Wavy after baby, lost the shape fancy lately
Used to spend the quiet nights home, now she likes to roam
Feelin quite grown, caught in like cyclones
I was taught be the wise of glide and I'll impass
To advance, learn the science of life and earn the masters
Trapped in the havoc, I'm forced to go the whole
Although, it might spell a jail cell and no parole
I fight with the force of steve austin
Until my arms can no longer hold off the coffin
In this ghetto heaven, God bless the children
Whose shattered dreams are offered and hard to mend
We don't believe in heaven, we livin in hell
Tryin to escaped, but fate's sealed in the bomb shell
Feelin like u'ey, he knew they would pnat the plot
When high-tech surveillance got my moves on watch
So, I drop jewels, use the music to educate
Can't celebrate 'til we elevate

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[intro: inspectah deck (whispering)]   Elevation (x15)      [chorus: inspectah deck]   Tired of trials and tribulations   It seems like life is hell, dreams the only way of escapin   To worlds that's beyond imagination   I know a place, I could take you there through elevation      [inspectah deck]   Where I come from young ones pump jums for lump sums   Bustin guns, trust none, become son   Truth spells broke loose shells that propel   Where I'm dwellin, niggaz bail, tellin what you sellin   My nigga tone just came home but improvised   The system tried to give him 5 more for gettin high   Fly stacy, daddy's little lady fucks crazily   Wavy after baby, lost the shape fancy lately   Used to spend the quiet nights home, now she likes to roam   Feelin quite grown, caught in like cyclones   I was taught be the wise of glide and I'll impass   To advance, learn the science of life and earn the masters   Trapped in the havoc, I'm forced to go the whole   Although, it might spell a jail cell and no parole   I fight with the force of steve austin   Until my arms can no longer hold off the coffin   In this ghetto heaven, God bless the children   Whose shattered dreams are offered and hard to mend   We don't believe in heaven, we livin in hell   Tryin to escaped, but fate's sealed in the bomb shell   Feelin like u'ey, he knew they would pnat the plot   When high-tech surveillance got my moves on watch   So, I drop jewels, use the music to educate   Can't celebrate 'til we elevate      [chorus]