Yo my penmanship speaks VOLUMES like an exclamation I'm all ova' just like a midnight Quiet Storm raido dedication Cool calm and collected....I been elected to address the nation My mic is connected which means whoever listens is about to be infected The riddle I diddled puts weak ones in the Hospital I don't love or hate you niggas....I'm more in the middle Holding no regrets, I train men like pets Scared of no threats...Please get vexed So you can get "X'd" out like the last name of Malcolm Little It was only a matter of time before they un did my latch 1985 was the year I was sent down to burn shit up like a struck match Crack rap...Nah son I'm serving up a different batch 1/4 intellectual 1/2 pro black and 1/3 complex Check the context and realize this is no contest Most of you mc's couldn't even swallow half of what I digest On a regular basis I spit with the basics So peep game....All your shit sounds the same Same words just different faces I'm on ya like CIA cell phone traces Hot spots, heat rocks, sands in hourglasses and time clocks It all stops when I grab hold Throwin out more foul shit than a tornado twisin commode You "PlayStations" while I Slay Nations! Put the disc in....Please wait....As it begins to load On the scene I explode and won't stop until my hand makes the mic erode You over did it homes.....You're in the danger zone And I'm in attack mode
1. "U "PlayStations" while I Slay Nations ..." In response to Reply # 0
*Sly* -- *Slick* -- & *Wicked* --
A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence -- I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥
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