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Aint The Place
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P.B.C.(Point Blank Cipher), P-squared(Party Posse)
I'm Hemi-1...one half of the duo P.B.C.(Point Blank Cipher-the other half is my left hand man: BigJ5)and the "Master Chief" of the crew P-Squared(Party Posse-members:"Captain" Savante Star,"General" Perforce1 and "The Major" JoZone Playa). I've been in the game for 8 years and there are no signs of slowing down.
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #12,239
Peak in subgenre #7,260
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words: Hemi-1/music: pinkmafiaproductions+dreamins
Rights
2006
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December 22, 2006
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:12
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Talking: I just feel like now a days people are throwing on a heavy front. And from that front; that facade we've come to accept and live that life...I just feel it's inappropriate. It Aint The Place. Verse what do you think about the flap bein' pulled over our eyes what do you think is goin' on over seas? people die and yet we see only bling and cash thrown in our face; now how long will this last? the talk of money has got me off my rocker like I was spinnin' in circles for an half an hour I've been passed the juice because I passed on the power I'm not tryin' to confuse I'm just tryin' to rerouter the knowledge and the state of mind so the youth of this generation can stop trippin', and start to climb to a higher state forget about talkin' about material shit cause this aint the place Chorus this aint the place to start wildin' out this aint the time to start callin' out give your respect and bow your head down and hope that they can convert the lost to foundX2 Verse You know I feel it... and I'm still illin' watchin' piles of garbage attack the ceiling an obstacle in the way it's either go through or climb over there's no other way don't tell me everybody wants the dough it gives me a headache and I'd prefer an Advil or Tylenol but most of the time I'm straight nausea aint a cruise trip when I barf it's only because I'm too sick too quick cause I'm on that new shit it's like music, to my ears I've been revered and they're no peers that can seal the deal or just be me I'm the only one, Hemi-1 bringing character to the scene memorable like a face flying 5 star nicknamed "the ace of spades" forget about talkin' about all this weight cause this aint the time, or the place Chorus this aint the place to start wildin' out this aint the time to start callin' out give your respect and bow your head down and hope that they can convert the lost to foundX2 Sub-Verse I know it's hard to even proceed knowing that some of these things have gotten me a little bit irrate mad, me? sad, I hate it when people bring up shit when it's like cars and rims a yacht and two jet planes sayin' "Money Aint A Thang" what about the other half of the world? pain flows heavy like a river undetoured poverty and death sickle cell and hunger swept all the land kick the can game over we lost all our lives no continue we all have died the end has just arrived slowly the light dims and night falls; only thing left to say is "goodbye ya'll" Chorus this aint the place to start wildin' out this aint the time to start callin' out give your respect and bow your head down and hope that they can convert the lost to foundX2
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