More Soul, More Heart, Less time...
I see rappers as swordsmen faux/With their blades, they call em mics, claiming to be pros/I want that Aurum, they want gold/I got a samurai's aura, they got the flickering glow/Like I'm sending them to the angels/Dustin they mind, leavin em in the snow/Kill them with my rhymes/Cause the butchering music radiant shine/Beautify coke, hoes, and street life/Shorthening the kids lives/Who gonna save them? Damn sure ain't the police or paramedics/Nor the fathers, mothers, who f*ckin everything, including ethics/Money teaches lessons/They signed up, but don't hear the message/They called me the slow one/But now I feel like the chosen one/Giving these cancer lumps the kiss of a shogun/Now these hoes done/Critical to the plot, I'm Chehkov's Gun/I'm the mark of another day, His Sun/
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Kingroy
, Jun 12 2010 10:54 PM
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Posted 12 June 2010 - 10:54 PM
[Today 07:02 PM] Kingroy: <.<
[Today 07:02 PM] Crimson Jazz: I know right!?!
[Today 07:02 PM] Kingroy: >.>
[Today 07:02 PM] Tengo Cash: Beiber is the man
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