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(This is supposed to be part of another song. Too impatient to wait to record it properly.)
Audio: http://www.myspace.com/heremakhetartist
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Shit feels good
Know what? Imma write an email to Biggie
Subject: I'm tryna be better than you men! Haha
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Waddup, waddup
Biggie, Biggiiiiie!
I just, sent an email to Tupac and thought I'll hitchu up~
What the deal?+ How you feel? What-cha doo-ing?
Me? ~ I'm reminiscing,\~ Remember?
You "never thought hiphop'd take you this far"+
I'm hoping hiphop, take us ev'n further
So pray for us to dear Father and Mother,
I get the goosebumps when the boom and bap
from your voice fills room with your rap, uh,
Cause tears, fill the eyes, no lie
"You're All I Need to get by,"~ when times are hard, right?
Not havin dough for the studio is a bitch,/ all the rah rah
all the bye bye, messing my high, stressing my life,+
Limiting my sky, cos I'm un-rich,/ ~
But it's alright, it's part of, Everyday Struggle
So, till I, learn to make a tight beat,
I promise to "rhyme tight" on your tight beats+
I'll always come mad correct with tight lines for the rhyme feigns+
Your music's like, coke lines we shoot up our ears and blood veins get add-icted, uh
See you someday
And if you don't, now you know, men
AS ALWAYS: Comments Very Welcome!
Audio: http://www.myspace.com/heremakhetartist
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