I Was Sittin In My Basement With My Headphones Locked..
Written A Script While I Listened To Some Aesop Rock..
Heard Atmosphere Drop On The Mid Second Verse..
The Rhythym Had My Legs Kickin Like Babys Pre-Birth..
I Sectioned Earth Off Now, As The Beats Hit Strong..
Lyricism Of Magicians The Gift All In This Song..
Slug Told Me Not To Worry Bout Those That Bother Me..
Hip Hop, The Fluidest Speech, Growin Rich Like Dollar Trees..
Unplugged My Headphones, Yet The Beat Went On..
The Pounding In My Head, Measured Chests Of King Kong..
I Continued To Sing Songs, In Speech, The Words Dripped..
Copped Stares In The Parkin Lot, Proudly Running From Kids..
It Was The Message I Was Told, Stear Clear Of Young Trouble..
So Subtle, Yet Understood, Leg It, Maintain The Bubble..
Keep Fresh The Pure Air, Hunt Bumps Now, Chop Your Knuckles..
The Melody Was Heavenly, Cymbals Were Sending Me..
Into States Of Seclusion, Deluded From Real Visions..
Wishin For A Feeling Of Something Above What I Was Given..
Hip Hop Had Struck My Brain, Shakin & Now Addicted..
Opened My Mouth At A Pace, In Seconds The Beat Hit It..
English Mastered, Speech Faded As Now I Spit It..
The Heat Was Getting Too Much, I Needed A Quick Fix..
Amounted My Sound Crown, Into My Ears Riffs Hit..
My World Returned To A Sanctum, Salvation Would Visit..
The Breathing Soon Hit Its Limit, I Had To Get Out Of Here..
Ripped Off My Sony Tiara Which Brought Shame To My Ears..
The Drum Patterns Smashed As I Screamed Out In Rhyme!...
& As I Flowed Fluently, I Felt The Gleam Hit My Eye..
At Peace With The Music, The Beat, Not Ever Losing..
From The Day Since I Averted The Weathering Maelstrom..
I Continued In This Language Of Gods, I Hale Them..

Thanks For Readin..Pz..

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What the!?...Uppin this shit....Don't Sleep!....

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This had sick content to it...
I Was Sittin In My Basement With My Headphones Locked..
Written A Script While I Listened To Some Aesop Rock..
^^^The first bar just kept me...
The Melody Was Heavenly, Cymbals Were Sending Me..
Into States Of Seclusion, Deluded From Real Visions..
^^^another one of the dope lines in this..
Good flow throughout...props..

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Def.Ill
Ghost-Writers

Retarded people's heads are to big..I'll be back with something just as funny as watching the Special Olympics..don't worry..

Yeah Cheers Mate...I Think I'm gonna re-write it though ay...I'm not really very happy with it...Its not really my style...Gotta be a little more cryptic for me...I dunno haha...I should post what i end up with anyway so be on the lookout..Pz..

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This seems osmething different for ya orikle??

But maybe u should keep this style cos this flowed perfectly, i enjoyed reading and i actually read it, usually when i peep and open mic i sorta skim though it not this one,

NVery Nice Peice

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Whats the point of living?

The voices in my head Feat. Rule

Unlikely Alias

More Comming soon!

oh yeah can u peep the peice in my sig man....thanks.........

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Whats the point of living?

The voices in my head Feat. Rule

Unlikely Alias

More Comming soon!

This verse was a def. on point
Ill flow, u made me fell what u waz fellin.
Nice lil drop... Keep dropin fire like this. 1