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I'm listenin' to Loni Smith
Listen
Loni Smith and Lin
They sorta share a sense
And if you enough time
to me
Then this is you'll find
Inside my contents
It like Chronicles 13
The
The Sutra
Morrison, La

Mansa
Monch & Pharoah Sanders
It I got low tolerance
And high
I got questions
That defy
If you were while I was starving
me
How are we
I'm like a throw-away-blue
Like God's first of the sky
Balls it up for new
And if you got somethin'
Than I'm to you
If you got better
I'm listenin to you
I let the beat
I'm listenin to you
I'm

I
Listenin' to I've collected
Records I've
And
Dissected on tables
my technique was perfected
Records that have and protected
A
In my own of the world
Once the wax is
I found myself
To the
Like the lyrics were
So now when are hectic
I my eyes and listen
To the
Like from somebody
I
When I was dejected
saying about art and life
Is really the half
When you
That is math
a true song
Is just a product
On the sheet
Life's is a scrap
When you your work
I would listen a smirk
irony to Irief
From Bob Marley smokin
At the building
My girl me
Roberta said
you mind
Love may
But at least you
The hit me in the eyes
And I almost
Wonder saw my tears
And put the joy
showed me a love
That was than pride
Rippleton
Invited me to inside
Gaye taught me
Lessons of and time
That's just the tip of the ice
Floatin' in my
Not to
All the jazz and
That's
And the elders
That me to rhyme
That's why I'm listenin'

Rock:

I'm competent with
I'm
I'm my compositions
lots of pictures
An album full of photographs
And sorted
Back the documents
Of dowries and
Hip-Hop is like my
On we bitchin like
Why you don't no more!?
I'm written
I like to place my
In a position
I to be the conduit
Controlling my
I'm sittin' on the back
Thinkin' and I'm
To the spinnin'
To rustle
whistlin'
To the grass crushed
By the feet of children
of women
Whose end was my

The of the building

Of the foundation of
Knowin' my best work
Has yet to be
I'll never press it up
to put on the
But times are rock hard
And money is tight
I'll write my love
On the of my battle rhymes
The question be
If I my soul
My soul's sold
The is:
Was it worth your

Listenin' to

Listenin' to