Water

Must be something in the water
Oughta not do it in that order
Phoenix spreads its wings from the fires embers
Embedded in remembrance
Vibration from emancipation
Don't test a mans patience
Especially if he's always patient
Not sick I've got a few illnesses
Likeliness unparalleled
In likelihood paradox does us good
Good food and good news
That's all soul food
So good 3g that's my connection route
Now I'm detoured to foreshore
Been sore and my vocal cords torn
From being humanities scorn
Rise from the ashes I've been reborn

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