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 M-A-P T-H-E Soul,  lose control.
 
  my life is amazin'
 
 [Dumbfoundead's Verse]
 Three blind mice as we're lost in the  route, lookin' for the easiest possible way out.
 Day in and day out, you run into a  road. Turning into old folk, chasing after rose gold.
 What they don't know is that it belongs  a fool.
 Choosing wants over needs, singing songs of  mule.
 Carrying their  when you barely know the person,
 and that is the difference between  pharaoh and a servant.
 I choose to serve no  but serve mankind,
 at the  time avoiding all of Earth's landmines.
  step in it and you blow up,
 you exit or you grow up, or get  up.
 The pigs catch ya  donuts.
 But I'd rather  bars than sit behind bars.
 How can a prison cell contain  shining bright star.
 They have no idea what  could do in a minute's time.
 Break down the  of the maze and run through the finish line.
 
 Life is like  maze...when I'm flippin' through the pages.
 
 
 [Myk's Verse]
 It's high definition black and 
 Is it digital, analog, wack  tight?
 It's stressful wishing sacrifice, and the  goes on. It's the facts of life.
 East coast ettiquite,  coast slang.
 Peace we'll never get if shit  change.
 Do you  with the majors or go independent?
 Gotta stay paid but I'm broke like  peasant.
 Love, sex, greed,  What's next?
  directions. There's nobody left to follow.
 Wallow in my sorrow for  hollow tomorrow.
 Life is like a maze, try to keep track of the days that take us from  to place.
 Awaken and face-to-face.
  many choices, possibilities, indecision is killing me.
 And if you lend a helping hand, then I will  willingly.
 
 Life is like a maze...when I'm flippin' through  pages.
 
 M-A-P  Soul, M-A-Z-E, lose control.
 
 M-A-P T-H-E Soul
 
 [Tablo's Verse]
 Flip  fashion magazines, cop a swag or lean.
 When nothing's goin' 'smooth', rub a  vaseline.
 Do an online, offline, frontline search. Either quench or confine your Columbine thirst. Cuz you wanna fit 
 and find a perfect 'match' to set your heart in  You wanna be a catch.
 Catch-22, catch the  catchphrase.
 By any  necessary in this rat's maze.
 It's a black haze  a rainy day puddle...
 life is gonna  ya, get ya in a muzzle.
 A struggle to  a huddle nine to five with no quarterback.
  You won't even get a quarter back.
  a murder fact, reality kills. Call your doctor now for your reality pills.
 Chill,  still worry... a bug's goin' around.
 Cuz life is like your homie, it's 'holdin'  down'.
 
 
  is like a maze... when I'm flippin' through the pages.