This is Magnificent, Not Fifty Cent
somethin i just cooked up...

Pressed to be flexin and tested by confession
thus blessed is my message not frought with aggression
So best keep em guessin and fade back to da shades
My microphone pressin with attack between ya blades,
Shoulders, rock it like boulders, VIP card holders,
Yo World War Three, You know me and my soldiers,
peace defenders, social agenda mixed up in a blenda
mass media sold out and the devil's the lender
So who bought it? Maybe us when we should have brought it
don't see it? Your eyes must be blind or at least dotted
and ink blotted, overanalyze, with focus on the prize
show dignity in our rise look to the skies forget the mesmerize
of politicians who invent words like fictician
and well used elisions . . . . . . cuz it's their mission
so fight with precision, cuz you'll need against da swords and da slings
make careful decisions, or you'll be caugt by da whores and da bling

holla back when you peep this...

{Peace}