Whats Left Is to Come Together

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[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
I got deep thoughts of multiplyin' currency
Ghetto poetry; before it's over, bet they notice me
Dark nights is when I ride most; watch out for 5-0
The way they treat brothers, niggas die mo'
I free my mind with grabba filled with green flowers
I read the lines, you pump-fakin', we seize power
I peeped your shine, you sneak and hide, they such cowards
I'll read your mind, my Jedi mind can crush towers
Place your bets on a sure thing
Don't count your chickens before they hatch, 'cause it's thе small things that make you more efficiеnt
Stay in the lab or the kitchen
I build my craft, do the math
I'm a mathematician

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That means that Allah is the "all" in all
So, the "all" collectively become one

[Verse 2: Mach-Hommy]

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Because Allah is referred to as "all"
That's why Allah tells you what you gotta do is what?
Come together