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Old 08-25-03, 02:07 AM   #1
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What I'm about..

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check this and post some replies y'all, respect and thanks ahead of time...

I'm the source and energy forcing enemies to watch their steps
Embodying metaphysical principles and ghetto concepts
Skills adept, already wept, sympathy and regret in me ya never find
Influenced by my past and drama vast , tainted with a battlin' mind
People walk around blind, befalled by blamphamous ignorance
I start cleansing all races of frontin disgraces with no traces of evidence
Ever since I saw peeps use old supplies, I see right through the disguise
Fuck, I'll suck ya pre-written papers and spit the ink in ya eyes
Stop the lies, y'all should stop stealing styles like its a biting buffet
Shit, I'm half 'black male,' so ya gonna do what I say
I spray smacking shit like it's cricket, dumping bodies in thickets
'Ripping' the worthless like they're losing lottery tickets
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Niggas ask who the fuck I am like they have a case of amnesia
Inflicting anesthesia, oppenents left as victims of paraplegia
Mutin' fallen freestyle falters, printing on papers plastered
Shootin' expecting dads at altars, leaving babies as bastards
Whether ya black, white or asian, it doesnt make a difference
Flaming words and maiming verbs, burning emcees in every instance
Making lunches of ya diss, quaking punches never miss, my hits are precise
Land mine verses make sure emcee's don't 'step' to me twice
My lines refute rappers reflecting regular pop shit in repute
Fakes smoking 'trees' giving hoods the 'leave,' forgetting about their 'roots'
My times seen too much 'current' talent join the 'mainstream' route
I'll never sell out, this 'seed' grows a different kind of sprout
Cuz yo, I'm not the type to rap about cars, money and bitches
I'm the type to leave ya scarred and bloody with stitches..
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