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HipHop - Hip Hop General
March 19, 2014
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bobericc I'm chilling man, i'm living to let loose found friends in people that I didn't expect to.. loudness the weed to be hitting and flip through mean with my diction, I keep it my mission to spit truth.. swift in my temple, gravity the centering middle the fastest reactions part of an unrendering riddle.. our mental aint simple, stacking verbs as fast as me blasting herbs so valiantly, they lacking personality.. can't act alone, need a chaperon to trap the street.. my paths a road my actions lead, a better road in canvas ink... you know or can't believe, bits borrowing the traits of god, painful thoughts, no one acknowledging a greater force.. I'm chilling man, i'm living to let loose found friends in people that I didn't expect to.. loudness the weed to be hitting and flip through mean with my diction, I keep it my mission to spit truth.. the truth that i'm rapping just an illusion imagined calm off hostility, all possibility in the future can happen.. movement and traction, my thoughts are spinned and spacing.. in a lost configuration of a proper explaination.. forgot the sh** i'm saying, watch the steps you taking, I seen the smartest fall in the darkest depths of places.. owned the highest IQ, you know what fighting mine do you'll dissappear so perplexingly, no one'll try to find you I'm chilling man, i'm living to let loose found friends in people that I didn't expect to.. loudness the weed to be hitting and flip through mean with my diction, I keep it my mission to spit truth.. x2 relayed the message, open ears on claimings listened paid attention, raising questions till the day is ending.. sun lately setting, moon menacingly moving brain washed by insane talks got me ready for confusion poorly pondered, just as much as the market process short of honest, corporate sponsors of thoughtless partners i'm dropping knowledge, a mind meddling mess 4g connection connecting the things that don't click in our heads.. I'm chilling man, i'm living to let loose found friends in people that I didn't expect to.. loudness the weed to be hitting and flip through mean with my diction, I keep it my mission to spit truth.. information is in formation, for indication some unclear though, simple as ones and zeros in system placement like letters layed in a mind that's filled of greatness while liquids mixing with power limited by the wills filtration the mysterys we spark within, live to be a part of it pieces of symmetry, increasing ability to comprehend so the truth can just change by the speakers lips never two of the same, there's grooves in the brain like a fingerprint..
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