i havent been on in a while, havent written but still love yall word life.
both sides of the tracks are plastered with ups
artifacts found mics dwellin in beat breaks, fat caps,
back spins n word play,
feel what my words say
original man mixed native to the americas
before industrialized civilizations
my rambles are historys beat junkies
my rythms are hip hops iron mask
livin in the path of dooms day the madvillan
im mad and willing to teach teachers
ita a ramble
no scence to preach speaches
bustin at seams
pumpin fists standing on bleachers
and im still in disarray
and im still in disarray
a lil somethin
Started by revolt, Sep 07 2010 11:02 PM
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