Yo,I was raised by humans, Created by nature, So attacking my hood isnt the reason I hate ya, I was adopted by the ghetto, accepted by them honnies in them mini skirts and stelletos, Rules,I let go, Ressurected by the bass, Which when I face, I become the ace of b lines, and controlling this life of mine, You can see why? I write that ill shit, My minds cloged up with diseases and hollow tips, ex-crips, And troublesome hits, that I release after each heart braking decease, Im known for blowing stereos, rocking mics, hi-top nikes, gold around the skin, like im the heart of this city, which i stand in, the north section, the hottest selection, I be.... none other then this mirror image.
Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az
2. "RE: Recording my thoughts" In response to Reply # 0
reflections after recording your thoughts?
"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..." ASIEM "Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran (Be and it is) " A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder