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I said... Hip hop lives yall, its kept in my mic cord,
It left yall, coz it admitted it didn't like yours,
I write raw, despite yall, critic's & cynic's,
It'll take more than a war, to install your sinister visions,
(of many divisions, boy) I got ya covered at the stations,
Hip Hop not's played, its under constant allegations,
Due to, far from credible rappers makin that doo doo,
Even if they pushed you, they couldn't even move you,
But who knew, when they try combattin the factors,
They always fail, coz they all lackin the practice,
The fact is, I got em smashed here, in the rap bizz,
I dont associate wit em, so I dont attract it,
All that bullshit in ya package, such actin',
So much of that talk, & never enough actions,
Evident your backwards, not an actual man,
Im rappin wit a plan, to turn yall into acutal fans, so listen...
[End Talk]
I've revived the life of my music,
Its never gonna die, as long as you dont abuse it....
Just peep wat we doin... keep it original.. sayin' somethin' and makin' it bumpin'
World class music doggie... respecognize, bluh!
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