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Straight off the jump like center court
i pen my thoughts
weed for the stress, and the hen of course
I’m only 5’10” but my heart plenty tall
the way I run on tracks I should get a medal for it
my zones always at my beckon call
it won’t be from a artist’s hand when you see the weapon drawn
stack my dominoes and I let em fall
if I can’t create better odds, then all bets are off
dangerous times, some men are lost
my feature price is sacrilegious, you don’t wanna know that the pen-a-cost
bright minds come wit nice rhymes
you keep ya sword sharp? Likewise
keep something in the pipeline
why rhyme, if you ain’t creatin art? You wastin time
you call it a poem I call it a flow
the 810’s for Michigan but you should already kno
I got High on reefer and visited the tribal leader
He told me that life itself would be a vital teacher
I watched the Great Lakes waves crash as the day passed
I treat the pen like it’s a sword, now watch the blade slash
Every sixteen is a movie script
Autographs on a groupies tits when the doobies lit
Speaking of lit, most the time that’s the mood we in
Fiends addicted, cuz the rhymes I spit are like Peruvian
I shared my table now we’re eating supper
Lord forgive me, I want these evil snakes to bleed & suffer
I’m so down for the culture, I don’t need an upper
Last weekend a Puerto Rican freaked me like a scene from hustler
A clear view like when you run the wipers
My goals are in my cross hairs like a Russian sniper
Don’t try to tell me you know someone nicer
All my ops are stuck behind my bars, becoming lifers
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