1. for the hustle 2. for the chase I'm the voice of my generation and race No time to hesitate cuz we still got moves to make I pump bass to make my signal hard to trace Big brother wants us gone with haste That's why I'm goin against the odds Stayin on my job
1985 I arrived Since then it's been all live Stay writing these words for the deprived and those who only strived For a way out, but only got stress 3rd I, I hope God touched your soul and made it blessed All rise All eyes to the skies We stuck through the lows and the highs Hip hop's my main bitch... I got a few on the side with nice legs and thighs But none of em' give me the satisfaction Like poetry in action Ryhmes that carry weight and have good traction That's why my main thang is the ultimate prize
1. for the hustle 2. for the chase I'm the voice of my generation and race No time to hesitate cuz we still got moves to make I pump bass to make my signal hard to trace Big brother wants us gone with haste That's why I'm goin against the odds Stayin on my job
The drop was dope
Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az
6. "RE: Hip Hop..My Main Bitch" In response to Reply # 0
*Hella Nice*
... and where you included 3rd I ..... *Heavenly*
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 ♥