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The New Free Live Ep From Ascension, Due February 15 2005.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,126
Peak in subgenre #1,537
Author
Ascension / John Doe/ Mixing: Abolish
Rights
2005
Uploaded
January 27, 2005
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Here is my vision...for beats..the steez..be dizzying scenes..
there two glocks that sit in my jeans..
addicted to means...getting my voice spit in mid air so that it's ..seen.......
mpause/.motherfuckas get lifted and release. gifted and swift .
with the scenes we be..itchin' to squeeze..these...pause
flickin' splits pen in rhythmic prisms.in greece..
/pause.thoug we might end up in prison..for these
these these. missions..deceased....
synonoms equilibrial to admission...of thiefs..
possesin and sendin em' heated..sleeves...of crimson n' wreaths...
way of thinkin'.. be more than you can see.in a stints on a sentence..
and seas
same sinnin' glisten on a beat...and leave. disbelief. of a session
. of what you missin' . . and see...
the divisons...slitherin' ..dead air. killin...em dreams..
don't beleive it....make you see a deamon...in the flesh..
and infrequently....scenrey...seen em 'breathin.the. sess...
/pause rest on a statue..above whats believably.. stashed up .and breathen' .
satchels full of weed...and a rag full of
seeds that I save for these fiends.. that
be breathin' on my trees..see
.and I'm swingin for the fences. and the buildings.. and the childrens with a wesson'''
no vests.no breaths left...
no question So I'm saying. we the best in the end to bless it .
in a painting' like a background scene..
that's still in the making..so this mack might.. scream..
and catch you hatin' ..im the cornerstone...to the buildings
placement..tell me mo'.in the pavements...and the racists with they statments..
and the radios with they playlists of 3 songs.so..why ain't we made it?
so sing along...I say'll why we ain't made it ? ? ya'll
I say why why we ain't we made it .ya;ll
ace run the yayo, full I bust a multi sylable.till it's made mo
in a trunk and the reighn.be. unstably made to be...painfully
hating to be ...
so wha sunk..t My thoughts level..of hot..I'm seein that's unable . to bleive what
they thought.. huh...
these leaves on my palm..I'm seein nothin but stars on the mourn..
0in the skies in her eyes n I'm.. gone . if it's vibrance a cyruss
that I'm on' I don't want to go on...and I'm offerin' a song
ive lied so much I cna't remember what year that I'm on..
I don't fear inherit.. the ending or the beginning of songs...
I fear the neverending admittance of wrong..
So i spit at you ma. . I don't think.I. mean game I mean I'm spittin venom..
at you ma ' . .
I be the type of cat .that's mostly deranged
that . that' pack a suitcase..
leave my life as it stays and never come back . .at the drop of a hat.
and I'ma hop in the back . . of a cab and drive away from this life
and I'll.. never look back . .to this or any day..on the map..
and believe me I'm no better than that. ..i hope the berreta is packed.
cause I'ma leave everything setup n' intact when i leave and come back and
burn down everything that I see. . that'still be intact. .
the steel will act on it's on free will. then. I sill feel.
