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just wanted everybody to check this out and get a little feed before it goes in a song...... (raw; no instrumental)

I been thru alleys and valleys, i seen the mountaintop,
i helped to build the bitch up, then i watched the mountain drop,
i seen it crumble i stumbled no longer in it's shadow
no matter, i supported myself to a higher plateau,
this plateau, my hat foward, i see straight,
never spit a rhyme that's B-rate, i'm gon be great,
keepin my blessin pure, checkin for lesson or cure more or less or,
discoverin that there's less in more, restin in mi amor,
this music my first love, and this music i love first behind the one who gave birth to the dude spittin this verse
this cursed one who's been cursed to love from birth to hearse,
who's scriptures recited for the Earth before i even heard of church,
but believe me i ain't pressed to have u see me on T.V. cuz if need be
i'll rap on my back porch and let the course of this music game lead me.......

^wrote this on my back porch after i turned down a deal that would result in me bein a no-name ghostwriter. i'd rather die with honor than live with this guise that pays my way to be seen while you're blind to the real me. srry bout that last sentence..... guess i'm still thinkin to hard.....
-The Ghetto Dr. Seus, Chip

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"I don't want to be deep... I want to feel deep and use that feeling to express depth itself..."
-Konchance

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