my flows definitive
dividin the remedy
holdin onto history
change over time
is blasphemy
no time in my mind
operates my soul spiritual mind
overstep the boundaries
contstant shackin
vibration
listen to bass
make us meditate close my eyes and spit so much i create a lake
i gotta escape from the societal rules
even black men got tha right to choose
propaganda i got tha stamina
i fuckin a word a verb a noun
to establish a blur
phony cats cant take a clue
stuck like glue
original tactics
made by black Jews
I'm a seeker, harry potter to a snitch
ren and stimpy happy happy joy joy
if you got a ish
i love to battle
make you scatter thrown
crab apples on the concrete
the lies within
the lives we live
cant lye with them
don't wanna live in the pen
so i grab my pen
the Cadillac to a better life within
freedom from fear and sin
Spittin While I'm walkin
Rainer, hoppin on a metro peekin at nubians derriere
got mixtapes in my backpack
offer a sale, fuck you if im laughed at
Saturday, November 1, 2008
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