To all you RapBattles emcess that chill and feel the breeze when you aren't internet connected, I try and bring the selected circle type hype, if you can't feel it, than you ain't ripe, blimps get blown like skimp sacs and fly away kinda gay, happy hair nappy four square, try and define, you'll find refined lyrics that hold spirits like liquor, I'm a homemade bumper sticker, I read kiss my ass, cause lickins quicker I steal the seal off documents sent to rent homes to derelicts that spit on government property i once read socrates philosophy and came up with a hypothesis that overcame the fame, kids grew up with no shame, tamed and wild yet the same, the game never laid out, more like freedoms shout, pouts became shouts for joy, the toys were employed self rightous boys and girls were educated first rated scholars on lifes leashes, holding colars, the deaf were the ones left to direct the sick, blind people needed not sticks, they held the freedom bells and evidental bullet shells that rocked the nation, too deep for infatuation, caused evacuation in most parts, the carts weren't filled with the dying, only sick kids that were lying, left only to bible scrying, meaning looking up the truth, athesiasts got blown off the roofs.. with knowledge, independance gained it's own college, the rich got acknowledged as filthy, the stealthy became spies and the rest were just lies, the pure were obscure and became the populas, before the bombs were dropped and the freedom copped, it was all free and the seed was germinated with love, from above came god's voice... illuminated with a choice, wrong or right.. and we all took flight.......

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..thanks dawg..lookin forward to your audio..LOL!!!!!!!!