INSTRUMENTAL (STAIRWAY GUITAR RIFF)
There's an emcee who's convinced... when a rhyme makes him wince... that the bling of materialism has freed him from the bing of society...
had to sing and make sure he shakes... ever since he ate his cake... cause it was feed or break... falling victim to imperialism and lost piety...

AND SHE'S BUYING A STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN

when he gets to the top of billboard the weight on his mic cord denses... his eyes eat what they can't afford and soul loses sight... as award night commences...
he sees his name on a poster and he thinks he's still sane... while a fan stares down his holster but don't feel the frown of his pain...
within the projects near the precint... there's a pigion in the rain who rhymes... 'sometimes the objects we adhere to are indecent'...

INSTRUMENTAL
uh huh...yea it makes me wonder.........

yeow yoyo
there's a fresh sound i fiend to hear like listerine to my ear...
when renound reviews mesh with underground...
but it's hard to remain stoked when they refuse to look past being broke due to fashion...
so they abandon the fusion and it's radio i look 'round
conclusion does astound....
'will the passion always be profound?'

in retrospect of my reflection i see emcees who went pound for pound professing lyrics that were for the sake of mic blessing....

yea.... and it makes me wonder

and the DJ's like flex shout the next
but what gets me vexed friend
is that fans never seem to be perplexed that there's a next again
and this one mimics the last
two months later the hater is gasped
why how do they get fooled by these gimics so fast?....

instrumental
yea it makes me wonder....some how it don't seem
right though

bust it:
IF THERE'S A BUSTLE IN YOUR HEADROW..DON'T BE ALARMED NOW
(scratch)
it's just a blend to make the may trend stay
...
YES THERE ARE TWO PATHS YOU CAN GO BY...BUT IN THE LONG RUN
(scratch)
there's no reason not to take it back to where the song begun
...
YOUR HEAD IS HUMMING AND IT WONT GO...INCASE YOU DON'T KNOW
(scratch)
the cipher's calling you to join in...
dear emcee can't you hear the wind blow and did you know
... silence ...
boy you ain't nothing but an industry ho...

yea..u ain't become nothing but an industry ho..

instrumentals (last verse)

And as the calander flips a page
....
our souls become crips in this scripted age
....
there walks a rapper we all aquaint with
....
who grips a gage to stage hip-hop as the plaintiff
....
the jury cries for the one most tainted to paint the game
....
now sht just doesn't seem the same
....
to be a success by way of shammmmmmmmmmmeeeeeee


AND SHE'S BUYING A STAIRWAY...TO HEAVEN



it's a keystyle, i was in a fucked mood

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