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... I, trolling, GENIOH, Porta, 2008, Pole Productions,
RAP-flavored, good sex in the of this mixtape,
is something that fills me, is something ...

Sometimes I feel, I think
what I want and get where it is
write to with my Odyssey Rap
sac was nothing to calm the intense
writing by me in vocation and not to you
I more for this than for any art
the one makes me mad, always more
wasting ink and of this happy rap game
reaches my ears feel very kid
do not waste paper what I special
another thought flavored ink has gall
a mind space me feel good
not is as it is painted there is always some disappointment
I do not waste a drop of ink
that would make my skin so sweet of honey Lyrics
I am a GENIOH but because I make in the role
it like a game you take me to this dance
my rap is fire when I write in the air
and no one can my ego
Braille writing because my love for rap is
and I always give the highest grades
the hype and the box I put the
and that is that I am nothing without you I am a bitter
and for something I'm worth more I cortéis

I've cut down the wings each care
corner of my story every idea that vanishes
only one is that my heals and cures
is only one and it is called writing
and will last forever and be my platonic
and call it love but not understand
it is logical to go live in with my lyrics
with the hype, box, charles, melody and with the
just know that thinking about all hours Rap
is no longer of my life is my life
if you ask whoever you want, I will say that is what truly me
and I dream of being both
spent years of leftovers to so inside
you want to shout the rooftops
and showed me that few things last forever
and if I learned is to know that I want
knew tear drop or as dry
sad face bad remedy known as
and it hurts in the soul when the
is a dagger in the crotch
I just hope that you understand that this is something than music
each written to me is unique
only to convey my feelings for the Rap
Trujy me in the heart rhythm on the track

In my one true my cell and my freedom
perhaps more music, going beyond Rap
is my story and the soundtrack of
my glory, my grief in our Rap
for my being is the MC
I need you sir that this lig
is that what I hold out for this
but I have this thing that me different from the rest
are pure feeling towards culture
sleep is the hardest in the future where all the b-boy unite
I be naive but I share a dream with Curri and GENIOH
the heart to the tops of each drum
not passion is but one reason I stalled my deep
disconnected only I write
I get more of what this is all that me feel alive
I do not want you to like me understand the
three letters are extended
and that the world this art
I can not feel that I can not
but once you this and you can not leave
I put my heart body and in the recording of each song
I feel at and calm
capable of a feeling not tell anyone
on the is not valued Rap and look how that change
tell a of my life
the is ninety percent and I can not forget
as others feel only fleeting
and hurts to Hip Hop and you do not know which way
truth when I met you everything
I can finally say I no longer feel alone
it only gets me to sit in way
GENIOH, Curri, Hip Hop is what we are!