Everything is everything, is everything, is everything
What is meant to be, will be
After winter, must come spring, change, it comes eventually
Everything is everything, is everything, is everything
What is meant to be, will be
After winter, must come spring, change, it comes eventually
I wrote these words, for everyone, who struggles in their youth
Who won't accept, deception, instead of what is truth
It seems we lose the game, before we even start to play
Who made these rules? We're so confused
Easily led astray, let me tell ya that
Everything is everything, everything is everything
After winter, must come spring, everything is everything
I philosophy, possibly speak tongues
Beat drum, Abyssinian, street Baptist
Rap this in fine linen, from the beginning
My practice extending across the atlas
I begat this, flippin' in the ghetto on a dirty mattress
You can't match this rapper / actress
More powerful than two Cleopatras
Bomb graffiti on the tomb of Neferti