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Oblivious - I don't remember
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oblivious insanity to black beard beat...this is some old school shit i thought id toss up
boston east minds vengeful mindz
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vengeful minds, hektik, judge d, oblivious, desolate, hush, 2face, pilze, ice-pic, aztech
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #1,105
Peak in subgenre #570
Author
hush
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vengeful minds
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March 26, 2006
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MP3 2.0 MB • 128 kbps • 2:09
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the misconception of assumption misdirects one toward destruction enlightened memories turn frostbitten when there a sunset hopes dreams sleep relief peace belief all turn up vacant no mistakes just tossed away internal organs of damnation freezin iron feather bed spiked night watchin the ice drip this strange day repeditive cycle mith my head in a vise grip turnin it tighter me versin the visa with nothin but a rehearsed verse of curse words and a thirst for this burnin desire so i paint the page plain as day with rage in ways they can't explain then shame the face that displays the pain tryna stay sane in this fuckin place an antisocial vocal socialist provoked to soak a notion in to focus on this hopeless bin and all those thrown in it a served cold to go meal sold to all at wholesale for the simple price of a life and to me its so real you wanna spit that shit like everyone else and call it the sickness i got that shit that'll turn ya stomach upside down in less than a minute a lesson worth listenin to this revolution music call it rock rap or the blues all above are influences to do what were doin supportin the movement the culture the lifestyle all've become a state of mind thats why i sit and write now as long as you master your craft through capturin passion it dont matter if you spittin breakin scratchin or graffin thats hiphop not comfy cosy on a matress of madness half out a trashcan for cabbage stackin cash off a crackhits seen it all from the hustle the struggle the build up the crumble the recreation of it all through nothing but pure back bone and muscle we them cats without the click clack droppin that knowledge from boston vengeful minds reppin the culture till they pave our ways to coffins Im fallin into unsterile unsanitry peril my sanity is narrow Put anthrax on the arrow,and sand bags on the saddle Stand out in the battle,or hang out at the gallows Drown in a gallon of blood,get found shackled and cuffed Dragged in the mud,likes chicks gettin gagged and then fucked It happens it sucks,i capture the rush of adrenaline Im stuck on this medicine,panickin manic musician Franticly wishin,this land would be given a second chance No ones left to lend they're hands,cheddar getters get better scams,never rest,forget the plans,im rappin hopin it happens A poet a passion,the vocals the scratchin,the hopeless the happy Devoted and acting,the abnormal unformal mortal man Forming disorder forcing contraband over the borders im sorta mad I spread treason through speeches blasphemy through raps i speak Encourngement and nourishment,hatred and rage,i love the gutter Fuck the goverment,im breakin away,bleedin when im leavin Actually im drastically wounded,gradually realitys loosin Its grip on my mind,thats why i spit on the mic Tragically im usin abusive substances and lovin it I drink liquor,get high commit crimes according to the laws of a tyrant My optics are widened,your awful and blindin but im spottin the flaws in the diamond
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