this wide spread of brain waves thru my head or mentals
got playaz gettin murked over instrumentals,
this just the intro, these hataz still waitin on the punch
but they can feel it they gut, i'm talkin losin they lunch,
that when i cum hot, and they, well, not,
they might actually have to offer up a playa some props,
talk like a boss, when the only friends u got in here,
and they'll talk shit too when they see u lose, they ain't Sin`cere,
but i am and i'ma tell u the truth,
u can have 3 days, 4 ghostwriters workin hard in the booth,
but in the end your punches don't come thru the tooth, what u want,
i got that heat, this fire i'm spittin penetratin your fronts,
this iz that open field, back of the school where no one gets caught,
the frontlines, so many rhymes, so many battles iz fought,
i said open field bcuz ain't nuthin in here iz a secret,
Q out the closet, why u ain't follow his example and keep it
out front so i wouldn't be forced to help,
and wipe that smile off your face i wasn't talkin about u touchin yourself,
i'm a newb on this shit bout to show u somethin new,
your name, cuz u'll have to change it when u start back in New Crews,
think u could possibly be gettin me gotta be kiddin me,
u ain't even my enemy, if this for keeps guess u'll be missin your dignity............

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"i'm not deep, you're shallow..... rid of your women, money, power, greed, pride....... only then will you be truly free. i'm not asking you to walk on water....... just float with me."
".........you thinking i'm poor because i don't have any money, now that's rich."