a 5 min keystyle...ya know the drillie....text afta school...then my ass is off ta work.... -- lyrikal battle lounge

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a 5 min keystyle...ya know the drillie....text afta school...then my ass is off ta work....

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swoon U N I t..of ~~elEctEd pAnORiX~~ .tHe PaNtHeON

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Date Posted: 13:13:14 12/29/01 Sat

my devotion of coasating the mind leaves many frozen wonderin why?~~
cant i fly and try to figure out the truth hidden in disquise?~~
open mindness complies knowledge from divine which protrudes my shine~~
i climb daily...escaping from where the sluggish snails be, fuck sticky paths~~
i'm on a quest of math...matics builds the matirx which im placed in~~
displaced men shadow the ego with anger displacement erasing them~~
cartoonish lunatics who spit are unable to uplift this gift~~
i wont quit...ill spit creativity till myself wants to leave this being~~
im seeing and agreeing with the pantheon on topics of philosophy and life~~
exert stife threw lines...design crafts off sound chimes~~
ya tricycle raps will neva match my lyrical traps of cats who spit non-facts~~
nonsense to that....i carry a bat to bat others egotistical views on outta the park~~
ill take your spark diminish it...then laugh at your feeble remark~~
i shine brightness to dark...leaving a sense of willingness when i start~~
to part the dead heads with this text read from the top of my head spread out on your bread?~~
the fuck...
i shot the ducks who quack all day saying yo...yo...peep my verbal dispaly~~
that shit is wacker than rain in the summer month of may~~
when i'm chillin, blunt smokin taken in rays~~
i pour down thoughts all day every way possible, and continue dodging obstacles~~

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