ok ok the first drop in a while....feel this...
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Dark minds die at the sound of good rhymes,
Witch is why i choose to stay bright when it comes to mine,
Some feel they must be Intellectual to get respect,
But i drop a dime at the right time with no regret,
I dont need props to know im smart nore good,
All I Need like Method and Blige is to be understood,
I was told once by a foolish man "there is no hood",
So i took him to school and told him to knock on wood,
Old streets remind me of women and bare feet,
Alwase looking for there turn in the summer heat,
Some street lights burn out like life soon rather than late,
So i walk down that street with bare feet to try to relate.

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Originally Posted by Indeph Lyricalsolja you illy on the sickness tip.