I'm so tired....I can barely keep my eyes open. 40 hours a week becomes 60 before you can blink. Kids crying down the hall.....in the distance, a dog howls at a stagering dope feind in search of cracked windows. Me...I'm sedated always....for this existance is rare to those of us who tremble for nothing short of bass. A helicopter passes now....i'm in south central. My jugernaugt sized rhyme book has deflected more than enough stray bullets to know one thing, ....gotta make it! Some how, some way, just gotta. I'm an Emcee. Neither simple, nor plain. Strange in a way even the reflection of bizarre would have query with it's nature. HUH? My music is free for the moment, and I love it when I may a new ear think again. Hit up my board with your like or dislikes. DISLIKES BE WARNED!!!!!: you say something bout me or my peoples, you better be an EMCEE and you better be ready to battle and you BETTA BE READY TO DIE! Class of '83. MCML2XIV Ozzy Pheno Mane Azeem Oz Phenom Step Daddy Cool Breeze M.C.B. Tommy Chottelwanger the 3rd