I was sitting on the patio, listening to the radio, it was a live show//
u could tell because of the static, and lightly hear a fan estatic//
the rapper was charismatic, spitting like he was semi-automatic//
he had a delivery n a flow to match it, the beat was average//
but he ripped it like a savage, there was a no high pitch//
this kid flipped this and had the niche, i didn't hear a glitch//
he spit about being rich, and finally making it to the alist//
when the dj made the cutz, then he easily switched it up//
and the audience went nutz, you could faintly hear a bus//
as he made the final cuss, something about fuck trust//
i took it subliminally, maybe that how it was meant to be//
eventually the song was over, essentially i got the cold shoulder//
i went back and thought about the lines, he played with my mind//
cuz he was limited to the bind, that we have all designed//
i cant blame the rhymes, or the man that has done it many times//
which made me think of other lies, hints in disguise//
i was surprised, to find, that my eyes were blind//
by forces that weren't devine, nothing in the skys//
but by the demise of society, filled with a variety of anxiety//
as we wait for spring, and the better things//
but that is one thing that life will never bring//
so rap about ur bling, ur rings, being "the king"//
for one day we will be high, not from weed//
but the wings, that we were all born with//
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Respect this, specialist, black, testing this and get ya necklace jacked
Your after name scratched up off my guestlist, party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to
You throw a cold screw but sober up when I'm approaching you
At the same time we postin two niggaz on that ass
Thats gonna do what they supposed to do the limelight
Snatched away from you because its my night
Killarm' blaze hotter than twilight, you better get ya lines right
Half of these crabs cant even rhyme right
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Your after name scratched up off my guestlist, party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to
You throw a cold screw but sober up when I'm approaching you
At the same time we postin two niggaz on that ass
Thats gonna do what they supposed to do the limelight
Snatched away from you because its my night
Killarm' blaze hotter than twilight, you better get ya lines right
Half of these crabs cant even rhyme right
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