Song: The Way It GoesArtist: 7 ProfitzProducer Cheech, Plump Juice Ent. Guitar: Alvin PerezDirector: Apademik Shout out to County Jale Clothing, El Cheech Music, Alvin Perez, The Long Island Railroad, West Hempsted, New York.....Lyrics:The Way It Goes, I keep on treading through this worldThe Move is slow and my shoulders hold me downthe storm has breached, still I await for the calmthe more I know, the less I can Believe. As I grow Older, this Soldier, carries more weight on my shouldersthe more knowledge that I receive, it seems as I grow colder97% of Human DNA, is from a Long time ago,a Galaxy far awayA Human on the planet, with spinal abnormalitiesan Angel gave up his wings, the spine is just a casualtya Mortal Human is a vessel of Freedom and SpeechOnly way to make peace, is practice what you preachDevils and Gods, UFOs, Demons and GreedImmaculate conceptions, with Alien seedsMagic Wise Men, Telepathic navigationmedia mind control stopping mental stimulationDevils and Serpents, In positions of PowerWe'll be counting' the minutes, while there counting' the hoursAn alliance preaching Breathe of Life, and knowledge of Messiah'sWe unrolled the scroll of life, 7 Profitz spitting fireThe Way It Goes, I keep on treading through this worldThe Move is slow and my shoulders hold me downthe storm has breached, still I await for the calmthe more I know, the less I can Believe. Now I opened my eyes, and I can see all the lieshidden in time like 100 years agomy how Time didn't Show any advancement of growthtake a look at the poles, cause I didn't votea bunch of cadavers took part in a mass slaughtering of Americansand look who's President, and oil tycoon, and gas prices zoomwho are you, just another Number another lucky contestant # 101running in the rat race of Life, in this infinite fightfor a living that's rightnow I got a tight grip on the concept, hit tin depthsunfolding through an abyss of miraculous musicAre you cat chin a movement, or just full of it, talk is cheapI Put a heavy burden on my shoulder, drop pin into lower gearHead in up a hill. My Life Spins, My life spinsThe Way It Goes, I keep on treading through this worldThe Move is slow and my shoulders hold me downthe storm has breached, still I await for the calmthe more I know, the less I can Believe.Lyrics © 2007 7 Profitz Productions Courtesy of: Funkin Beatz Entertainment Corp.www.FunkinBeatz.netUnreleased footage from "The Resurrection DVD"Street Date November, 2007

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