Shake ya dirt off ya face, knock ya back in ya place.// Jaw outta socket, punch bullets that leave more than a graze.// I'm something like amazing, more than a grace.// I'm the mixture that hits ya senses, my shit is more than a taste.// more than a sight, can't see my level of shine.// more than a sound, i hit waves like i bring in the tide.// More than a feel, I'm like the first time you heard.// The bridge is over on the radio while you was chillin on the curb.//
government top secret codes,uncovered and and leaked.// like dead bodies behind the dumpster that been there for a week.// this is not for the weak, this is real shit that you see.// the kind of shit the politics won't even allow on T.V.// If they showed yo all the soldiers that died in the war,// Instead of how many animals on 81 got hit by car,// you'd be sick to ya stomach, but that's nothing compared.// to the phone taps and bugs living under ya stairs.// Revolution is here...
could ex-plain but the ex-orcism of the ex-plicit is ex-tra eccentric, 'ezzssential' to the ex-istent existentialist ex-isting in the best instance they terrorize cuz they're terrified of how terr-ific... this spit is...
I sat back on soul sunday / Thinkin bout cold mondays and figure more than one way to collect some pay/ cause I'll be gone one day/ and the world'll keep spinnin/ but till then/ gots to see my little girl keep grinnin/ and some pearl or peach linnen/ or be on the beach swimmin and the wommen speak when I'm around/ This a wild world we live in / and Imma keep livin like tomarrow I'll be under the ground...
They talk alot of shit, but thats after I'm gone, cause they the fear me in the physical form. Let it be known Im troublesome. ~~Tupac Shakur~~
Get yours by any means. Otherwise you just might not know what any means. ~~Me~~