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04-03-07, 03:17 AM
don't believe everything you read or see on television
'cuz newspapers print fiction, TV tells lies to the vision
so i scribe scriptures upon papyrus, feather ink pen
i'll destroy your favorite forum emcee in private rooms, link him
'cuz my mind expand past the adverage man, it's alluring
most emcee's need inspiration, let me OPEN the Mic For-'Em
and see if dudes can compete with a beast from the east
that cracks pavement under his sneaks when he's stalkin the streets
puffin' the reef, sunk in a zone ... nah i'm lying, the probation
got me unable to blow trees and my ankle got a bracelet
i aint tryna' violate - it, have me doin' 90 days, waitin' for the hour
i'm released, until then it's sandals in and out of the shower
playin' spades with wise men that made bad decisions
and cats that don't understand anything else, but prison
you dudes aint competition me not bein the best is contradiction
i got my balls and my word even when i aint got a pot to piss in
so stop b*tchin'...i know you can't stop cats from hatin'
but you can let your knuckles give 'em the works like job applications
rock your face in, i know it hurts, goin' against him - you're losin'
everybody claims to be a thug, i don't give a f*ck like prude virgins
'cuz newspapers print fiction, TV tells lies to the vision
so i scribe scriptures upon papyrus, feather ink pen
i'll destroy your favorite forum emcee in private rooms, link him
'cuz my mind expand past the adverage man, it's alluring
most emcee's need inspiration, let me OPEN the Mic For-'Em
and see if dudes can compete with a beast from the east
that cracks pavement under his sneaks when he's stalkin the streets
puffin' the reef, sunk in a zone ... nah i'm lying, the probation
got me unable to blow trees and my ankle got a bracelet
i aint tryna' violate - it, have me doin' 90 days, waitin' for the hour
i'm released, until then it's sandals in and out of the shower
playin' spades with wise men that made bad decisions
and cats that don't understand anything else, but prison
you dudes aint competition me not bein the best is contradiction
i got my balls and my word even when i aint got a pot to piss in
so stop b*tchin'...i know you can't stop cats from hatin'
but you can let your knuckles give 'em the works like job applications
rock your face in, i know it hurts, goin' against him - you're losin'
everybody claims to be a thug, i don't give a f*ck like prude virgins