Who am I?
More than a body mixed with vessels of blood,
far from lil shorties pointin black weapons at hecklin thugs,
My message is love, laced with flows thats almost legendary
against a industry dead, like white ghosts in a cemetary
I'm out for the glory, with pens and stories only advancin my steps
None before me-- Adam's flesh blessed with west African breath,
rappers runnin wild while their dreams' blow with the wind,
I perfected my style, my dreams grab a steady hold of the pen
and write these words that my hands merge with a page,
recite em on mics, and later perform 'em on stage..

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