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The Message
Counterparts, The feat. Grant, Gavin
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The message
Is carefully encrypted
But always well crafted and very well scripted
Flipshit's so sick, it hits most those with
Mindsets ranging his fits to mystics
An intrinsic skill set, it doesn't pay the bills, yet
Eases the pain and so I measured the gains
Against the backdrop of mankind living in shame
Hold my head high, walk by, tell 'em my name
I make the sun shine, sometimes, matter of fact
I take it's my job, why not reflect it on the track
See, that's my gift bag, plus I was raised to
Trust that I know who respect and praise you
You and you, and you and you
And that's really why we're doing what you're listening to
The mission is true
You to see, to listen to you
And occasionally listen to The CounterParts crew
(CounterParts, CounterParts, CounterParts, CounterParts)
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Ah, yeah, ah
Here in a minute, I'm gone in a second
Caught up in the mess of theatrics
Feel this heat?
But I like these matchsticks, I feel this beast
So then I'll try to be active, agrin
Everything I've modelled is practice
I follow the tracks and that'll lead to attraction
Huh, I mean if anything I hope for relief
I only go for the peak, it keeps going for axis
Peace in a bottle
Message is: even if I still don't make it
Deep within fossils' sediment
Sherlock Holmes to code messages
I have no preference, I ain't no costume
Oh, what a costume represents?
I used to follow in the footsteps of everything
Now I look for excellence
Where the exit is
Be brief enought to represent me in the crevises
Every word, every sentence here is charged with irrelevance
Archetypal elements that blend with an elegance
Searching for the simplest essential parts
The principals of which everything consists and starts
And that's earth, water, air, fire, eye at heart
The key ingrient that keeps it all from falling apart
My sixteens are like ancient systems of thought
All these surface-level thinkers love livin' in the dark
My word's an apercus with overcoming challenges
A parallel to changes, to level the inbalances
I think it's clear, isn't it, what my talent is
Not just what I say, maybe more how I channel it
The continuity, the connecting fabric, man
They can't do it 'cause their person is plastic
I breathin' life into each and every passage
The medium's the music and the message is the magic
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