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"What it take"
"to be a great"
"MC"

If you ask me, it's much more than of Ceremonies
Because a lot of Cornballs
realize it also means Mad Creativity
In this day and age of
There's two types of rappers that you'll and hear
But I prefer the ones with the of the year
Than the gimmick with the gear and the puppeteer
Now you can be the next ?? Shakespear
you're still 10 steps from having a career
You step up the plate to earn respect from peers
And end up on deck for the of your years
I this means greatness takes blood, sweat, and tears
It also takes an industry that breed fear
Or all this mindless crap up in your ears
And ?? in the contrast of what you get to
You got to recognize it's a determined
A righteous young is a devil's worst fear
But you wanna give the people peace and satisfaction
Everybody's wants a piece of the action
So now I fall to supply and demand
Immaculate conceptions, illegitimate
to be the greatest story ever missed
Which means its to be for whoever's hearing this

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When it's all said and done it be heard and seen
'Til this cold-hearted game forces us to change
While the lust for the loot out like gangrene
So the chase their tails while the nots chase their dreams
As the chase the days, past the futures, meet fate
Like your firstborn, waiting for release date
Postpone, meanwhile, I accumulate
To revise and what was just heard and seen

It's been stated that I rhyme God and I ?? like a poet
One hand ?? the other Lady Macbeth
Flip styles like Bela
hearted, cold blooded
I like opposite left
I left opposites right what left off
My rights left right-wing as to right beside me
Left my hand man 'cause he left what's right
And I reserve the right to 'til I'm free
'Cause I free with my pen,
That ya'll if you freestyled all day long
Literally, literature designed for one orator
Stays on the
emcee, that I be the emcee's emcee
'Cause I am saying I am thinking
when my mind's blinking
My eyes open even when my eyes'
I's a socializer, but so with those wiser
Ask yourself why's a music so misused it's self
And not sustained
I myself contemplate 'til I make myself complain
Shall my raps stay maintained, wrapped in
'Til they're unwrapped by consumers?
Emphatically no, so I rap I go
And let it grow up in brain like a tumor

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Aiiyo, ya ya really know me well
There's more to me than ya mind got for
And much more than a clever verse or two
That's all you about me, you ain't even knowing that
You think I give a whether or not my record sells?
You're damn right but you see ain't the way I'm keeping score
If one million people said it does that it true
You judge my music by or not my pocket's fat?
Well, you
When the cash cow milking
It ain't yours but the job well, don't it?
And if lucky you can even get to taste a drop
We'll see who's happy when you're old but not grown
You see me? Now, yeah, see me later too
Fucking you up when the point change, don't it?
I know what's hip, but you if it's hop or pop
You're a man without a voice, pass the microphone
I the diff between written rhymes and freestyles
You see, for me, it's like having sex or making
And you know by now I'm married to the pad and pen
But I'm entitled to on her every now and then
Will your children know the hip hop
Will the songs you be shrouded in mystery?
Don't step to me with your stats and your date
You know neighborhood by street signs or landmarks?
I'm not talking 'bout the first record ever
I'm 'bout the first one that ever made you
The first records that I played never me
And I can still play 'em 'cause they stay true
You know time I'm only speaking on the timeless
It makes sense now and then, yeah, now and
'Cause now it's picture perfect sense and then
making picture perfect sense like it did now