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01-18-05, 03:38 PM
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"Hip-Hop" ft. Babylon & Supervillian
IP:
[[Hook]]
Hip-Hop! Its Just The- Culture, Truth, Hardship, The Triumphs... The Crews, Colors, Artships, The Tried Ones... C.S. Lives To Represent The- Paint Cans, Breakdance, The B-Boys To Schollars... The Ballers, Playd Hands, Make Stance To Dollar... The Walks Of Life Like Those Untaught By Talks... ...Steps More Forth Slowly Collect Your Thoughts [[Verse One: Abstrakt]] Emotions Building Ill Scars As Bars Lead Our Release Of Moment... Teeth Come Open With Each Gasp Art Bleeds Scenes Of Broken... The Days Quocient Filled Way Over Reasons Spoken Ways... As Skills Moment To Play Psych Teethves On Open Graves... This All Amounting The Down Fall Now Falls Down Gun's Pounding... I Need This All In Script So The Grounds Allowence Is One Down, Shit... Pen To Page Wage War With Ink, Infect Threw Heads Of Slaves... The Led Gives Way, Crumble Difference In Man And Connect On Stage... Life Passed In Lines Of Sands Grasps, The Kids Spun Tite... With Sons Entrapted, At Peace Of Mind I Stand At One With The Mic... [[Verse Two: Supervillian]] i pop tops on tins to drop non-stops real thick...drips: non existant time to make my mark...the paint begs to be released, i cant resist it my wildstyle needed sumthin' lovely, so i left it a toon for company finished and complete i hear sumthin'..."POLICE!!! dont run from me!" its hard 2 "freeze" when heats comin'...s.v.'s no dummy, i flee runnin' i depart the scene and keep gunnin', you aint catchin' me for nuthin'!! anxious finger-tips grip chain link and frame piece as i evade heat elevate above gate wit' ease, maybe a chase'...but never detain me krylon...rusto...and montana cans with phat caps fill my back pack i laugh at the fact that my nap sack KLACK KLACKS as i smash tracks long story short, portly pork bored me *snore* so i became escapist i do it for the glory, sport.....the court worry's worth bein' the greatest the truth is, my senses use this for improvement......to 200% proof it fine tune and not abuse wits, mind over matter, body over movement [[Chorus]] Its The Hip-Hop's True Life To Speaks Our Hours... ...Disc Shops n Diss Drops Risen' Threw The Cowards Live Or Die Let Step But To Break Is Failure, Just Wasted Miles... ...No Matter The Struggle, A Man's Defined Threw His Hip-Hop Trials [x2] Written In Hip-Hop First The Music Starts Off... ...Outa The Box Now, Culture Branched Out In Alike Thoughts [[Verse Three: Babylon]] These emotions going, flowin' and explodin on page's composin' pen motions, releasing my closed mental cage's sentimental stages, of life, exposed and let go when i wright blind anger mixed in spite, like a match to a spark it ignites from paper, to pen, to ink, like razor to skin let me think it releases pain, without thinking insane or drowdin' in drinks without blades or pills, or a rush from amazed days of thrills from these pages i feal, a since of sin and ways they appeal from wrighting, thoughts stop hideing and cetain notions arise that murder, death, and suicide, were exposed for their lies [[Verse Four: Abstrakt]] Viens Replaced As AV's Now Stream Their Proud Ways Threw Me... Waves Bleed Age n Race As The Ground Quakes Threw Seats... Energy Rising Surprised In The Responce Im Gettin From Tried Kids... Theirs Minds Whipped By Lines Lashed As Gasps Release Minds Fits... The Middle Man Holding Middle Ground Now Fiddlin Little Sounds... See The Stage Ripple Round As Alound I Stand To Cripple Crown... All Kinds Lur, Seek Peace, For Breif Seconds I Seem The Equalizer... Teach Lines To Ease, Breaths Connect All Minds To Equal Life Forms... Lines Fuse And Pitch Threw Each Kids Top The Mics Tune Sits Caught... At Last I Taught, Scene In Kids Eyes Throb As A Mass Of Unified Heads Bobb... [[Chorus]] Its The Hip-Hop's True Life To Speaks Our Hours... ...Disc Shops n Diss Drops Risen' Threw The Cowards Live Or Die Let Step But To Break Is Failure, Just Wasted Miles... ...No Matter The Struggle, A Man's Defined Threw His Hip-Hop Trials [x2] Written In Hip-Hop First The Music Starts Off... ...Outa The Box Now, Culture Branched Out In Alike Thoughts .One.
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