Word control got me looking regal Highly illegal like a Cuban cigar Rollin with heat... my people please... have a seat
This is a hip hop seminar Kris drifts like rifts on one of Jimi's guitars Bar for bar, my stature remains up to par Who's ready to spar? I'm making emcees freeze whenever I "Throw some D's" But I ain't talkin about a car I'm lacin then pacin' inside my boots I'm deep within this soil, down to the roots Let it be known... all this is his The Hardest Working Man in Showbiz Like 'JB' Soulful extremities that bring fourth soothing remedies like melodies sang from 'MG' Whether shaking up the ground like James Brown Or flying from town to town like Marvin Gay
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No weed...Just a lot of Hennessy and OJ I'm taking yall to nirvana Cuz I stay hungry like a deep sea piranha And beats are my prey
Let it be known... The revolution will be heard, not shown I'm 20 plus Never took a city transit bus even though I let my pen bust To discuss their lives on Hell's cusp Going full throttle, full thrust Spit shine when I spit mine, never will there be any dust or rust In God we trust, now get grown
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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