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when my chest cage flipped, split like wick, candle thick, i melted, and got hotter, thanks to, fam around me, now, i'm on the prowl, so i can slaughter, all the evil, that surrounds me, but, what is evil but a, variable to a negative number, so, i don't dial the wrong one, i'm in the business, of flipping cavities, from holes, to gravity, rising up, serenity now, im like seinfeld, sign me now, before i poure my bile across the globe, 1 million per 30 minutes, i'm in it like spinach, strength! groooowwwl, i love hip hop, and i love those days, where i floosed, to get here, right now, but, imma keep rising, so, for all of y'all..i got nothing but love, pure, strong, blind, free, and caring for you....thas okp, freestyle board..damn, rememver the days, when we took to the pavement, and sprayed our enragement, our love, our passions, it was poets, speaking to emcees, and we had revolutions, but, somehow, through all the grief, we learned to coincide...so, for all of y'all..i'd commit suicide, do or die, imma put my pace on this place, and rock for y'alll.....it's 2004, bout to be, replugged, enthugged, on one knee, taking a sword to the hug, i'm embracing the love, that i find above...that's GOD....but, here, and right now..nothing else matters, than brows, or, black words on a white screen, where people poured out their hearts, grew thin, and thicker....took, wax and tickled their insensetivities...it was those, moments of weakness, which made me who im gonna be, in like you, in me, i'm only reflecting the poets that taught me to be, a free being on this eve...so, now, that i'm crunked, meaning, drunk and smoked, toekin, thinkin bout loekin, but ya heard loesin, representin, i'm just giving props to that black nigga that took a chance on lil teknic, so i got teknical when blak yukon revealed the call, gotdamn, it was god then, it is god now, instantly, excersized, split the line, ripped the tide, you know where i'm headed, along the axis of the NOW, i'm feelin one brow, raise as the rock, i dig deep, and beneath the crop, of the hardest drops, it's, slicker, than well oiled drill bits, slick rick, slicked kid nicca, side steppin problems like malcolm x, i see you cat, poised and ready to ignite as a vet...but..let me take a sec, to introduce maself...it's tek...ignited by the mighty i see in here....i wish, i had the strength, to name everyone, that i have touched my eyes upon, but, i'm just callin, my ballin crew....my nicca's and nigga's, that's crackas wit nigga type statures, and nigga's, darker than triggers, serially etched into a nine, lives....we all on them now....so, are we gonna let it fall down? or we gon' take this crew...now, i'm hearing cats....others, that wantin to..ignite like this brew...it's for the alkoholics, weed chronic super phonic moods...i'm seein y'all..i'm seeing you. peace to me and you. i'ts tek, and im out.
~ fuck this.... ~ This is the life I chose, or rather the life that chose me If you can't respect that, your whole perspective is whack Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black If you can't respect that, your whole perspective is whack Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black Now if you can't respect that, your whole perspective is whack Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black If you can't respect that, your whole perspective is whack Maybe you'll love me when I fade to black.. {*fading out*}
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