Weight Loss: The goal of 2009 and beyond! from 500 to 225, Who trying to get on it with me? a long hard journey but we can make it. I will!Picture Me Rollin! Brooklyn Stand Up! P.M.R All Day! ............................................................
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.................................................MYSPACE FLOW!Im stuck in extraordinary positions/ sometimes life makes you ponder submission/ but I'm not tapping out, Im going to keep tapping in/ until the evolution recycles and we're back where rap begins/you already know, my home city is raps mother land/ you've been bombarded with basura, now here comes the other man/ It's me, painting you pictures of the the gutter/ Where innocent lil kids actually walk with box cutters/ pocket knives brass knuckles and Baseball bats/ Walk with your head down, you dont want to face those cats/ Cause any given second they kick into that aggression/ venting out their anger only leads them to Corrections/ But them officers dont have anything to offer ya/ So they cage you like your animals and believe they're the new Boss of ya/ your freedom and your rights is all that its costing ya/ Treating you like shit cause they dont think much more of ya/ Believe me, I tried hard to avoid being in that cycle/ Coming home to go back like plastic gets recycled/ That can have you feeling like its almost the end of you/ yet prison owners see you as the numbers of their revenue/ and within those four walls noone is a friend to you/ and you left behind a family that would normally depend on you/ Wanting you around so they could go and vent on you/ but when you're locked up they are always absent from you/ to that same fucking system, I lost me a friend or 2/ and My step pops who is in there feels like no one remembers you/ So it truns them colder than December's cool/ It shows you what is real, there is no more pretend for you/ Kids that grow up in a Hell/ get tried as adults and put up in a cell/ Cause nobody care about the type of stories they can tell/ and when they're release, its the same ignorance as well/ But as long as the generating wealth/ Them God damn Caucasians wont give a damn about their health/ Writing contradicting laws to keep you trapped up like a slave/ The cycle is complete, and we end up back in the day.
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