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what could be) better than a kiss? Is to flex my fist around a mic and do this Like true bliss, without music This all feels useless- trees become fruitless For lifetimes I'd pursue this Whether stage, cipher circle, or in my room- I'd speak gift I dreamt weapons would miss If I identified I was lyricist Pen to paper has always been my therapist At the worst of times I'm immersed in rhymes Nothing that I say is mine. 'Cuz the creator rents space in my mind! It's simply just euphoria To tour in the name of her A verses intent- can be so pure and extend me to be much more My instant cure for being all alone I write a verse and (can't) wait to consummate them with the microphone My mother warned me to leave this life alone But my love for my wife has grown Through sound she's shown me worlds within' myself I make papers spirit thick and not physically thin like its self In my monologues I melt men into memories and burn mcs at a ration of Gain of salaries too loss of calories in sweat shop factories Letras de cancionesmost rappers is hackers - please!! They styles a little fly but to me they just fleas Tell them - bring all your writtens I can style my shit for free The creator designed me accordingly for battling and recording me I can give 57 reasons to be Shure of me. --chorus-- Don't doubt it - we 'bout it and shout it Though we be silent- music we all about it I further the art to further my heart And murder the charts with my dark parts I speak sparks in gas chambers Record my soul for strangers To battle me is allow me to re-arrange ya' I'm lip service danger wit' compassion like the child in the manger Angel- to kick drums Verses- to make gun men lick one Who's the best mc doesn't matter Yet men still want to pick one I'm quick son - mimic none- resist 'em- twist 'em 'til somebody miss 'em y'all ain't mcs to me to ya' just another mission!! Â© 2000 Nigel Williams (U.N.I.versal Music) From Letras Mania