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15. The Riddle
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I've had a "Life-Goal" of making one album before I die and it's complete. "One" was finished on March 2008. All the songs are original and every aspect of the album has been produced, mixed, sung, and spit by me. I really enjoyed sharing it with my friends and family and I feel fortunate to have gotten so much positive feedback.. I want to thank all of my guests : Rachel, and Strick 9. I'll be releasing new songs from time to time, as the muse hits me.
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Peak #4,228
Peak in subgenre #317
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April 09, 2008
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The Riddle My canvas – My tangent - to the second I meticulously planned it – It’s my – little companion that’ll I jam with - to reflect - on my little bit of awareness - My dream where memories are all invited there all entitled – but they’re lost to me – Maybe the green leaf made em wanna play hide n’ seek - I spent weeks in my mind’s retreats. I flossed my thoughts clean for lost leads to solve this alarmin larceny largely brought on by a constant thief – Time – Passin’ by – and I can feel that breeze – It got the lock n’ key to my property and made my brain spill gut like a slot machine – When I look deep – it’s awkward indeed – it’s a mystery I can’t Sherlock to free - I ain’t a saint you see – I gotta great degree o’ hops, grain n’ grapes that keep my brain at ease – Family can’t cease to lay shame on me – n’ for reasons that be I forget a few things – With No way to see what memory loss lost – And with no way to gauge what age it chopped off – I’m off course in my brain’s black corridors goin’ Pac – Man like “What the f*** happened?” I remember she said “I don’t remember what she said” but I can remember the way she looked at me and it felt like love…. 26 times round the sun – What a wild ride … stickin’ by my guns trying’ make my doubts die - Ask why and It’s …“about time”… Do whatcha wanna - get the corners of your mouth high – It’s alright I lost life maybe past lives …but rise outta rhyme like I’m bein’ baptized… Time Flies….
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