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

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

I've cut down the wings each feather
every corner of my every idea that vanishes
only one is my wound heals and cures
is only one and it is called writing
and last forever and be my platonic love
and call it but not understand metaphorical
it is logical to go live in symbiosis with my
with the hype, box, charles, melody and with the
just know that just 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 fills me
and I of being both alone
spent of leftovers to feel so inside
you want to shout the rooftops
and time showed me that few things forever
and if I have learned is to that I want
each tear drop or as dry
sad every bad remedy known as
and it hurts in the soul when the
is like a dagger in the
I just hope that you understand that is something more than music
each written to me is unique
only attempt to convey my for the Rap
Trujy with me in the heart rhythm on the

In my one track my cell and my freedom
more than music, going beyond Rap
is my and the soundtrack of millions
my glory, my in our hearts Rap
for my being is the MC
I need you sir that this lig
is that what I just hold out for
but I have this thing that makes me from the rest
are pure feeling this culture
sleep is the hardest thing in the future where all the unite
I must be but I share a dream with Curri and GENIOH
the heart beats to the tops of drum
not only is but one reason I stalled my deep
disconnected when I write
I get more of this is all that makes me feel alive
I do not you to like me understand the role
These three letters are
and that the world understands art
I can not feel that I can not
but once you this and you can not leave
I put my heart body and soul in the recording of each
I feel at and calm
capable of expelling a not tell anyone
on the face is not valued Rap and look how that
tell a portion of my
the percentage is ninety percent and I can not
as feel only fleeting passion
and this hurts to Hip Hop and you do not know way
truth when I met you everything
I can finally say I no longer feel alone
it gets me to sit in this way
GENIOH, Curri, Hip Hop is what we are!