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dropping hip-hop atop the top shelf…
well… i’m surprising myself!
not a lot of thought’s sh-lled-out about a h-ll
chalk full of souls sold for shot to sell
na. it’s not hard to tell
it’s obvious, they’ll be shocked they fell off
not long until they lost their will-
like a grandpoppa poppin’ pills
’till i’m a grandpoppa popping pills for my memory lapse
and i can’t recap where my cap was last
the fact of the matter’s, i can’t plan on that
na. i can’t plan on that. losing my will
i won’t loosen my grasp. whole crews on my back
you’d sign a contract on your own head
just to make a hit, or get some street cred
you wack jobs, i’m jon gotti-
the teflon don, gone on a hot streak
yuhhh, boss of the posse
sharks in the water wanna leave without teeth?
bite my style. yah, it’s preferred
i’m dropping jaws, like i’m steven spielberg
jot down my lines, find a way to reword
if your not gonna start putting in real work
needless to say, once i focus my g*nius
the flow comes so seamless- woven complete
though spoken in pieces, for your convenience
quoting my previous, seems it was a warm up
but, imagine your scratching a match in the night
holding the light by an open gas pipe-
hoping an explosion- and nothing, right?
then it’s growing- blowing the block up
like, if you say your the bomb, my topic’s atomic-
more often than not, just dropping a sonnet
a product to come from punk rock in a pot
with pac, k. dot, and common
caught in the bottom, on top of some ramen
honest, i don’t need a lot
just food for thought to ponder for hours
that won’t be forgot, on room to wander, till i drop
but, it’s kinda interesting…
i find my life’s enticed by glittering lights
but like the delight in little things, times infinity-
shit, it gets to me….
every man’s a mortal, you can’t deny it
but a story’s moral? now that is timeless…
i have a born will, to combine it
in any ordeal, find peace in a riot
on hooves a lamb, do the feats of a lion
my words are whispers, and my actions loud
i strip and pilfer the cloud’s silver lining
open my mind, far before my mouth
and you already know, i’m holding this down
although, it’s hard to hold this grin
so, i’m casting these stones like i’m knowing no sin
but i’ll go in again. then i’ll go in again
that was the just the intro…let the story begin!

- jukebox mic

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