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Peak #1,388
Peak in subgenre #770
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October 28, 2005
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MP3 2.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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He’s conducive to bring out elusive juices He’s influenced by losin' and all misuses it induces him to commit abuses and introduces uses of sh** he produces he’s new to this but you'll get used to him he rips every track to shreds and reduces it to meaningless noises that only annoys kids like girls and boys parents when they bangin on toys this boy behind the board is so damn coy school story was boring before the ploy the undertone of a gangsta alone prone to a single geographical zone, thrown in a hole next to rows and rows composed of skeletal bones juxtaposed my image on superimposed prose who knows reals or fakes and goes to sto’s to buy CDs and tapes of impostors and flakes I postulate that we commradorate Tag team is to flow like breathing to overrate We are marvin gaye to sex like Soul is to mates I keep flippin the beats, he keeps pushin the weight But wait what if i bend and break, and make a mistake What if writers block gets and sets in my mental state What if I’m stuck in a rut with no way to update Would he bounce on my ass like nixion did Watergate? Ha, this kid spittin is a natural event Sounds so humble but under he mumbles arrogence Hes a product of no sorts of disestablishment But could make you believe that to a greater extent That I came from the gutter no way to pay rent Work every day 9 to 5 im exhausted and spent Repent on my past and cycles that circumvent I bounce back to my music like rubber cement Only the latter is true but in your view, its skewed the matter of the truth and the fact is crude, you'd get lost in his mind dude,if you were to intrude son im in the same mind state i concur the conclusion endure the pollution, stay secure by seclusion self dillusion in my locked room institution the fusion of lucid illusions with fluid solutions fuled by groups of repeating loops becoming a neusance so i changing the form, i stray away from the norm i conform like a dust storm engulfing my dorm and your hood, your project, apartment or house utter destruction from a laptop and a mouse and a sh** ty ass mic i got for 10 bucks i dont care if my hit's not bumpin in 10 clubs all i need is some love from my lyrical bud and ill i need is rip his sh** up, what
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