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Special Birthday..
Mom and dad holdin hands, friends filling my view.
Aint life grand? I think everytime I scan the room
With no fast food, or cans on the table..
No celebrations with spam,
.................and 'no frills' all over the label..
A cake as huge as my ego and more,
When im bumpin the music, nobodies bangin the door..
My family happy, a celebration of love.
Aware of my aunties, anticipation of kisses and hugs..
Leaving blisters, I shrug my shoulders and smile.
Cos Im having the happiest moment and time of my life..
Just for this while..
next topic: Art imitating life
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Now heres a deep topic that gets to my heart,
I must come clean and proclaim FUCK ART,
by art I do not mean rap and improvisation,
I mean symbolic imitation representation,
some whack ass picture never comes close,
to the real thing that is on display up/down the west coast,
some freak artist thinks he/she posesses but digresses,
when they try to replicate what the earth blesses,
now dont get me wrong there are exceptions,
but most art is for bums while some are good conceptions,
I list them here, improvised spontenaety,
things unbridled by rituality regimentality,
some shitty album sure dont count,
more like a piece of plastic selling for $ amounts,
the streets is where you find true art not a display,
in a gallery that charges but dont deliver to pay,
I walk through those places and am moved,
to spit goo all over the latest doo doo from fifth avenue,
but hey the rich likes it so that helps a bit,
one 100th of that profit trickles down thats it,
the rest is funneled to pay for some fruit's,
new boots and suits and a ditz bride so cute.
topic: what will the future hold?
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Low an behold G-unit soldiers with still hold the throne
Shady dawg throw fucktheworld a bone
lemme go off on these fuckas lemme show off infront of these sucka
an show'em how I roam an how Iv grown
lets see if they can match it when I set the tone
catch me an g-unit on the phone
The doc says Sactown is his second home
and ever since him an pac got down Ive been prone
to LA, I listen to everything him an his cronies say
I'm what the future will hold mo fucka
I'm out to get mo chedda live mo bedda
cuz thats how I coulda said it
bet it
fuckin snitch
crazy
INTERSCOPE
shady
dre
gunit-free tony yayo- i know hes out
next topic- fat people
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Fuck those fat fucks
They aint nuttin but guys who bitchin about sluts
They people like to eat alot and fuckin shit to much
They like that shit Corn on the cob
They shove that shit in they mouth like slob
Fuckin white shit sperm shit commin from there mouths lookin like a mad dog
Topic Who you hate the most on RB
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No specifics, this the net, dont take it seriously.
Some cant front in life, so they front shit lyrically.
Most who want props take it, some write script..
Flauntin theyre iced spits.. fuck it.. some ride dick..
But.... I aint hating Im just telling You real..
A minority fronts, when most are really showing their skills..
You feel me? .. Beef on RB is just sooo silly..
Im laughing hard at hardkents, all your hateposts kill me..
But, you followed step, To show appreciation of yours..
I hate it when a topics dropped when it was dropped a couple pages before..
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I hate pretentious dudes, like they elevated and been shit..
I aint saying nothing....
Oh and I hate newbs who cant follow the limit..
Next topic: The battle collides
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the battle collides an we clash
I dismantle your lies in a flash
Since you aint have pride I lit you up like hash
Son I'll fire your shit like I was Damon Dash-----------(head of ROC)
I keep my mind on the cash
Keep on the grind or get left behind like some trash
I stick around like a rash
dont dick around in my town cuz I'm always down to slash open you up give you a nice size gash an take off with your stash
If we ever battle your head will crash or your body will give out
I'll fill you up with so much lead you'll be dead before you could shout
fuck what you say an what you'v said an what your thinkin about
Peace I'm out
topic-innocent
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Fuck guilty or not, it aint shit bout innocence, kid...
Wrong place wrong time bares no relevance, shiiit...
In da street when a brutha get licked, no sentiment u'll get hit...
Thats it, simple as that gotta watch ya back dont step wrong...
Cuz u'll b shot up and left there layin wit a chest full of Teflon...
Tech strong, ten strong, when we roll up son u better get goin...
Before da gats get flowin, u'll b left wit a hole in ur neck, blood flowin...
Hood im representin, dont get it twisted we got violence, meaningless...
Witness' left standin on the pavement silent, fucka innocence...
Dont wanna get hit once u get a brick, shit turns to rivalry...
After bein in the grime for so long, u start to forget what a smile b...
Childly, wish we could play back in the day when all was guilt less fun...
Nowadays we sit smokin, grippin nines...curse da man who built this gun.
N/T - Makin it outta da grime. (Hood souljas only, u can feel this)
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