Wus' up I see yall got yall shit together and the mu'fucka is wroking agian, ha? It been a Detroit minute since I been here so I just stopped by and spit a little something. Keystyle touching on a couple things, on some 1st quater type shit.

peep game...

Never before has topics been described from this scribe of a elite prophet, realsesed from the streets bondage/
hard to keep promises to keep it real with folk with fake attitudes, they display gratitude for paid attridues/
you work 12 hours shifts so you can eat somethin'
I hold mics with power grips so I can can eat somethin'/
..we both grindin', form the Tommy Matolas and Clive Davis's
to the General Motors and guys that pay yo shit/
we both gotta do the numbers and answer to somebody
to prove our worth some and adpt it to society/
shit, a nigga tryin ta write a sweet punchline
to stay out the free lunchline, can I live in peace sometime in stead of constant beef wit one-time!? damn!/
I need to spit lyrics to keep in free spirits, cuz top of the coparate ladder is like a hockey game in Utah, no black people even in it/
So I'm goin all out and take credit like Bush if we cruise the war
if it don't work I'll get the blame like Conlin Powell if we lose the war/

Holla

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