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Mister E
he keeps me guessing.
But since he equals Emcee,
yes then
the potential inner me is the question,
and kinetic energy is the lesson.
Got to get up high,
to the shoulders of giants.
We're circling the sun
but you can't admit it.
You ain't looking for none,
but here's the first exhibit.
You're scared of evolution
when your living in it.
You know the truth is the one
but you still condemn it.
Got to get up high,
on the shoulders of giants.
Mister E,
he keeps me guessing.
But since he equals Emcee,
yes then,
Master of Ceremony
giving blessings,
and we always keep our eyes on the heavens.
We're circling the sun.
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from
Book of Thought,
released 21 February 2011
Written and recorded by Josiah Spence.
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