just m.c. braggin' like the commander
i been around the world, diet of salamanders
searching for life's answers, talking to the lord
tho i don't hear him, he responds, i'm sure
i see it my life, i'm blessed, look at the mic
look at how i write with unique insight
i'm dope, yeah, yeah, hope these squares is prepared
it really ain't hip despite what hueys says
i'm spreading the news, i'm leaving like frank
before i hit the runway, i'm emptying the bank
dollars and francs, yen, the whole nizzle
i sold all my stock before the dow jones fizzled
dimes and nickels convertem into paper
girls who dissed me, now sick with the vapors
millions in cash, a couple mill off shore
tell my wife and my daughter to worry no more
used to be poor when mom was over worked
now she chillin' on the weekdays givin' to the church
jag in the driveway, a covertable roof
its not really braggin', its the truth

~sicknature~ My financial skills/discipline need Jesus. -J-Skivvy

****We need more Pharoahe Monch!!!****

Brag on witcha bad self! -- just git that salamander outcha mouf! -- *Yuk* --

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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I liked it, i didnt know what to expect from the title, but it pulled me in, keep it up and one luv wonluv..

Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az