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Sucka nigga been all around the bases but still ain't scored
Plugged in mic cord - Sound-waves create audio slaves - Lyrics absorbed
MC E classic like 'Model T'...Bigging up D like Mr. Ford
Don't ask a penny for my thoughts, cuz I know you can't afford
You watch it - I live it - You Dream it - I did it
I'm happy - You livid - I'm Accord - You Civic
Write it then spit it - Murder the track then get acquitted
Broad Day flossAy - Old school actin brand new in a LA fitted.

Truth is,
its time for a revival
Tylenol and Mydol
listenin to the skies call
Fine jaws get chopped up with sawzsalls
Stoppin it up before the cause falls
Pressin buttons to pause y'all
It can be truth, it can be fiction,
or it can be not at all
leave it like a number on a bathroom stall

Muy bonita mas fina name (naw-me) Cheena vigor
spit da steroid stocky ish
verbal glock up in da pocky bick
H E double hocky stix
plus miagy mix

see me eyes slanted down like frowns
twenty nights of rainy day galoshes
my light in the darkness....my moon
was vigors sick wit liquor lickn my wounds
hard to come by fews
foes the many
those who forge opposin my course
if the words slide right by them
we exchange the fire with the fire
blazin bangin iron
force forever movin me forward
that be the lords guidance
forever movin me towards my triumph
reward for the use of my chords
never dyin....
granted me
immortality

I'm a fool maybe but lately I'm Swayze to the throat
salivating last ate when Rakim had a quote
we not in the same boat I'm rocking sockin and droppin
getting girls off like Prince ,Luke, and Cochran
flow got stock options my stroke an institution
distribution of metaphors and disillusion
fusion of diabolical hypnotic and critical thoughts
damn lyrical this literal visual funeral plots
beautiful shots panoramic panic or pandemic
I'm problematic going at it like AIDS at free clinics

From, home of the pape chasers, condoning the cake caters,
involving the bread bakers, honing the hate-'Haters'
roaming the streets daily, switching from one-eighty,
who graze me? none lately, Itouch ladies,
finer moments i want em, designer clothing i flaunt on,
alligning the stars,constellation, my content 'mazing,
flow of the flowers i did it,
zone of potent im livid,
so wicked, old witches wouldnt kick it..

U eat white bread
I eat whole wheat
U stay cussin n rushn thru ya whole weak
U need to slow ya flow to you know peace
I need hold you so you can know me
U need to hold me back so we can go to sleep


Goodnight!

what's up with your avy?

Astonishing & Astounding
You want the pain to stop, but it keeps on pounding
The flow just hit CODE RED - You'd rather see me and my peoples locked up or dead
Full moons give way to lyrical monsoons from me and all my goons / Them blood hounds are howling & you can't do a thing to stop it.
Sounding off louder than a Russian rocket, I keep it lowkey whenever you see E
Bumping some ill shit from D.C. and like my nigga TAB..i... just "Put me in the Pocket"
Alergic to WACK...Lately been feeling like I'm surrounded by a bunch of PC's / And I'm the only MAC
Yea you can try and go or it all on 4th & inches...I'm going for the SACK like Darnell Dockett

round bout the time Mike switched hands with
I was on two wheelers, cycs with kick standses..
just started to draw on cats, beginning with stick manses
but it was the Blueprint wherever my Bic landed..
had to switch bandwidths, was sleeping on the floor plus
doing shows, the CTA was the tour bus..
yep, buying passes with the proceeds
at the game probably watching from the nosebleeds
tryin to put it in a chokehold, like "go to sleep"
it's a hard knock life, you can tell from the crows feet..

Too many epic thoughts to step with
Crash through solar plexus scared reckless
kiddies with a death wish
the moment comes and goes
like breaths in the refrain
the death is just destined
to be plain the less that we see stains
and blood on our door frame
the better we that became
name me one man who can tell me different
power is the equation for freedom
but who wouldn't have preferred to not have had to murk any
the vegetarian replaced then by a simple meditative equasion
to make the body change
and why not aim past the sky when the ships fly by it
and watch the earth from afar in a deathless light
man i'd bring my boombox with me to the flight deck eyes red lit he
would float around flipping rhymes enchanting the vacuum of space
then i'd pop shrooms and see colours cover over everything
the light you don't see is all around you
the brain is capable but the way that we process needs to be trained to change
and accept further progress maintained and aimed at our evolution
to solve the riddle of the mortal life with time proving
that we can delve into this time frame and move with it
but be from some other side where it doesn't really exist in
to see the chemical-like reactions of all existence
like a house made of dominoes we live in the distance from our past
when resistance atlast is beyond our grasp of capability
to see that this was just a weighing of the scales of comparative reality
in fact beyond the salary of the rich the wealth that exists
is uncomparable to compensations paid for the way that we live
from each other yet with the exception of lovers who love each other
and the special kind of love that makes warriors out of siblings who will fight for each other
in the struggle why the fuck though all this trouble to maintain a sense of gusto
where the only power you grasp is in the mind of others,
the power that you have inside is kept away from each other

cause I can spark every man or woman I talk to
a stranger, a peddler, a hustler, a thief,
a person is a person in every way it could be
we got a chance right now to attain immortality
cause we were never mortal till we chose this coil to be
like light two sides electro-magnetic
the question is does the magnetic energy forget the life of the electric
how can we know

yo, I'm back featuring huey like dat cat louie-to-the-v
ha-ha y'all remember me even in the penitentiary!
son made the glock pop 'member when he was the show stop?
a few niggaz moved in on his block
damn his pops was a retired cop!
all he could say to me in the 21st century
was ya got handcuffs 'round ya wrist
nigga how did you get into this?
told him I like the limelight 'preciate stones that shine real bright
got some features from the mile high, shhh this doo-rag is too tight
now I looked in the mirror after it all got clearer
checked out my tattoos inked in skin
like too short nigga get in where you fit in!
the end . .

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>yo, I'm back featuring huey like dat cat louie-to-the-v
>ha-ha y'all remember me even in the penitentiary!
>son made the glock pop 'member when he was the show stop?
>a few niggaz moved in on his block
>damn his pops was a retired cop!
>all he could say to me in the 21st century
>was ya got handcuffs 'round ya wrist
>nigga how did you get into this?
>told him I like the limelight 'preciate stones that shine real
>bright
>got some features from the mile high, shhh this doo-rag is too
>tight
>now I looked in the mirror after it all got clearer
>checked out my tattoos inked in skin
>like too short nigga get in where you fit in!
>the end . .


Diggin this Huey

sometimes
it's hard
to
follow
simple
directions
like
10 lines
to describe
where u at in 2010

My wave is ocean proportions im still here,
stay dormant, calm before the storm, show fear,
go where, no man walks.... so dont go there,
cause giggs, with b.o.b aint showfair,
never show scare, walk roads with no regard to,
guards who, serve and protect, reserve and collect,
came okayplayer on some greezy connect,
and still easy with some bb direct,
pin em, strike when i hit em,
catch me in the denim, 503 rhythm,
ralph lauren polos, im so in em,
solo, im still single,
mingle with the opposite,
sex, im a confident vet whose till onto it,
rep north, wet false dons with force,
course im gone, and ghosted, till i blow on the boards.

TwentyTen spit thatsA empro exampull
defending my pride I'm the fire on the candle...
that never quits, so i reside on the wick
melting the whacks they soft like A love flick...
Assumptions are torched and my flow is honest///
above any handle you catching the anvils
established im hot get caught in a stand still...
'Cuz too many Katz wanna get that shine
I wrote this in 5 yezzir I timed it...
The heat will erupt...FrontLYon on it///