When I grab the mic it ain't for recreation it's for wrecking nations not for recognition what I'm reppin, listen. When I write it's like I'm cheffing in the kitchen add a pinch of what's been missing, haute cuisine is what I'm dishing. not a rebel on a mission, nor am I a politician, only care to see my folks advance position. So I'm keeping all my moves the most efficient, stay in health is all I'm wishing, watch for snakes I hear 'em hissing. The requiem for real hip hop, yeah, it was written but I feel like its still living mouth to mouth is what I'm giving. with rhymes so sick they baffle all the best physicians, game's in critical condition, we gon' keep this baby ticking, to ripping mics I got a bad predisposition, it's like black folks eating chicken, what I'm kicking's finger licking. I weave a story like I'm Dickens, or Slick Rick cuz this ain't fiction, but an accurate depiction that I'm flippin' We all got struggles whether actual addiction, it's a national affliction, we attached to bad decisions. too many families that suffer from division, treat each other with derision and my brothers fill the prisons. single mothers putting fourteen hour shifts in, with nobody to uplift them can't afford to feel a victim. and not to mention, asteroids threaten collisions, and due to global warming temperatures have risen. the ozone layer bordering on non existence and I'm supposed to be persistent, can't avoid the cynicism.I edited my profile at Freeweblayouts.net , check out these Myspace Layouts!
