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Saturday
Jul242010

Scenic Route

Took time outta mind like the summer way of livin'
Hat fitten low undercover was the vision
Seem to believe there many locks to the key
So I take a cruise up the 1
2, 3

Dominated frame from the stress of the climb
Thought I was in love but she had a different grind
Step from the right to the left
Shift frame from the east to the west
Grippin up my roots with a fist
Infuse what I choose to the death
Take a breath
I mean really take a breath.

All the answers are buried in the test
Best that I can gotta take slower steps
Focus on the real and prepare for the next
Hope is in the clear never fear the success.
What we have here are emcees with the zest
What you have there are the means of the best.
4/10/09 

Friday
Jul232010

The Alley

Behind the liberational front
Lie the stories of the soldiers and grunts.
From the young gunner in the shit
To the General militant
Gettin tired of a state that belittle them.
So they take to the food that been given them
Step away from the table if you ain't chippin in.
Gotta fire in the belly that ain't buring out
Time stands for the moment when you're truly proud. 

Please believe that I live life like a dream
The vividest images that I've never seen
Can't be late like a little past half to three
I'm a king always chasin to find a queen

Takes a moment to see where you want to be
But a lifetime to see who you really can be
So I get what I can while there's air to breathe
This is me feelin free so naturally.
11/23/08 

 

Thursday
Jul222010

Eminent

I'm back at it with a tongue and a mic
Until I reach the last rung of my life
I've been climbin' it.
Stead sparkin off the stone while they dullin' at home
Don't feed me a bone, I'm not buyin' it.
Not a name or a gimic
Give em fame get cynic
You get lost in the hype, you're not livin' it.

I be the pen and ink eater
The key note speaker
Receiver, preacher,
The Student and the Teacher
With my hand up
Put it in the air and drop.
Passion is the key to the lock
If the beat cold than believe I make it hot
Till I'm drinkin' every last drop.

Granite is my birthright rock
My verse might stop, but I will go on to sing my song
Age old to day old freshness here
Hot beat on the track Journalist in your ear.