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K S Choice How Simple It Can Be

How simple it can be I love you and you love me There's nothing in our way How simple it can be The sunlight on a tree There's nothing more to say Here

How simple it can be The rythem of the sea The silence in our head How simple it can be I am scared and you hold me And everything's been said And it's

cross as if it's Jesus on it It take for one to see the poor pit with the preacher's on it It take for one to hear the system with no speakers on it And

the N-word why's when I say it it gets no play Officially it means stupiD or ignorance Stay stupid or ignorant in place anyway Any how whats reinfored

he's an O.G. when he flex it, like it's suppose to be The freestyle champ, keep it amped Then, nobody in the camp gets served When I swerve, Christbearer