feat.Bicasso and Ragen Fykesnn[Intro - Ragen]nHold my ownnn[Grouch]nI pass now and maybe have fun laternSacrifice feeling nice the outcome's layerednSurface is so centered 'round greed I need peacenAnd that's a long road to travel the gravel beneath feetnSands first severe the worst stayed near I perseverenInside I need discipline Lower the tidenI'm drowning in sound and sight drunk off lightnDim to him and show that we unite visionnI'm all seeing who's livin' for love's sakenThinking above great limits and tomorrow I'll win itnToday my task finish with my heart in itnStarred in it like a blockbuster's jocknReal people respect with equal effects backnPlant the seed check that then when you get backnBlend, once you've learned to be a friendnMen recognize how to speak and whennSo start for yards gained nextnI pass on what's stressed in the presentn'Cause I'm fresh for the futurenn[Chorus – Ragen]nGotta separate myself from this worldnGrasp is pure and love is goodnHold my own at least I'm freenBut sacrifice it sets the fatenn[Eligh]nBeats made by the lips and teeth and streetsnFreaks high school like non-athletes nor geeksnCleats with the rhymes that dug deep into the beatnMade by colleagues over asphalt quite uniquenIn spite of a forthright notion that we were discreetnWe made our presence known through poetry on the quadnOdd as it may seem daydreams start from a nodnSweet like Pralines were reactions on the spotnFrom the parking lot where the narcs would catch you with a jointnTo the point where you can't smoke a cigarette without the sweatnI bet if I went to class and didn't have no interest in the assnI'd circulate my energy to the grassnWhere we gathered in circles representing the revolutionnEvolution of mind patterns gathering resolutionnTo the daily constitution of psyche to the institutionnOf High School Hamilton high dues lamped in a ritualnHabitual constitutionnNever bite never steal the light never hog the mikenInvisible to the sight never say lyrical and miraclenIn the same rhyme at the same time (yeah, right)nUnder the code at the age of fifteen like young mennIn the service swerving and curving through potholesnAnd gutter snipes and rotweillers and bottom feedersnSpring autumn and winter from beginner to intermediatenSpecialists in the winter never not a sinner butnFond of glimmering truth on the roof with a pair ofnBinoculars and one hundred and fifty-one proofnBoots that stomped through puddles of acid tabsnFlaccid laughs at the way I move when I bust my rapsnAt last it's my time to shinenTravel the world and make due what's minenNever give up from the plastic bump and grindnRhinestone reality in these shiny days of minenIt's just the sacrifices madenThat got me where I need to be todaynn[Chorus – Ragen]nn[Bicasso]nPut me in a pot stir me up let me marinatenIn the spice of life then simmer sauténWhat I say and what I do make sure that smells rightnAnd taste the love too when I'm done I'll be readynTo serve to my people the stuff that we can grow fromnKnowin' what level we live we only equal to the worknThat we put into our lives that's what we get outnYou having these doubts well first things firstnUp early in the morning feel the burning in your eyesnMake sure to keep them open wash them out and realizenThat your wakin' up alive give thanks for another daynAnother way to figure out just how you gonna survivenSacrifice is key multiply what it is to benSprinkle in some discipline I put that on menKeep your soul so focused thing that I bet you could seenHave it clearer than a vision quest open your chestnDig in your heart hold your love tight it just mightnBe a certain premonition that you needed in lifenThrough the performing intuition if you heeded it rightnWhen you ride the wave of light certain things fall in placenIt's a matter of your space and time and how you use itnI put that on mine and meditate to the music (to the music X2)nn[Chorus – Ragen]nnHold my own [X2]