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[Vast Aire]So what you runnin' from?Oh those cats on the corner they hella dumbThat's why I'm done with standageI'll bite your face and make a sandwichNow you actin' like you don't knowThis is just usual, show 'em my judo throwOh no, your rap styles finishedHow you playin' Popeye with E coli spinach?Ok, lets slow downCuz you are not prepared for the speed of soundDon't let the beast run his mouthWhen the Aire came through, they skated outI used to cry out why (why!)Cuz like Scott Summers, I couldn't open my eyesCuz everyone would dieIf I took one peek, everyone would fry[Sadistik]My appetites for sitting in cityscapes in black and whiteCrackin' light Smittys I'm shitty faced to crash at nightThe passive type, who's a lost pathetic dreamerTerrified to be a victim with a walking dead demeanorI'm coughing emphysema, caught in coffins in betweenA cautious innocence while listening to Andre NikatinaIf you could trace my steps a couple minutesLetras de cancionesHuh, if I get crossed you fall like London bridgesI do this for pot heads playin' sick as a teenAnd insomniacs who still will raise a fist for the dreamFor Street Fighter 2 and David Lynchian scenesFor Tupac Shakur and Rage Against the MachineI'm a cynical, profitable, raw syllables I'll spit at youSimilar to the kid named Rakim will doI'm identical to that of Pac's mental tooI rock spiritual without a break or stop intervalI'm from the state where the rain will never stopHendrix was from and Cobain perfected rockA place seagulls land where the space needle standsAnd fuck Bush stickers decorate people's vansI watch the wind blow, leaves caught in limboTiptoe past the season's frosty skin toneSeein' glossy crystals, I try and catch itDescribe it all inside my Writes of Passage From Letras Mania