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While dem evil demons pushed wrath
I got a lot of experience that I never wished 4
But the knowledge made me push for more
Lost a lot of s**t coming up in da game
But I'll never let any of these fools put me to shame
So I switched the game, stayed exclusive
While temptation made the future seem elusive
Couldn't trust a soul 'til I saw signs
But I had to let them keep what was mine (4 a minute)
Yo, the system got us twisted feelin' rich
So I had to B careful not to B converted to a b***h
Held the dream, stayed focused
Even though I had to run, spit & cuss
They tried to poison our health
So that they can deprive us of our wealth
So a n***a had to move in stealth
With the hope that the evil territory plans get melt
Fixations were a constant pain
But all that struggle was 4 the bigger gain
Desperate 4 the truth & silence
Figuring that it'll rid me of the energy of violence
Animals they call us, abused & threatened
Because of how we were brought up, without the lessons
Avoided taking hard drugs, they're no good
Music & Sex was the high, stability, I knew they could
They tortured me throughout the works
With the hope I would finally be jerked
Believed in my own efforts, I struggled on
On the path to glory they wanna take me from
Favouritism ruled the scene
Everybody actin' covetous & mean
Quickly calculating every move & plot
Being careful not to miss that crucial spot
Poetry by Stephen Gentles
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Written on 2007-01-26 at 21:29
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Super Bless'd (Way of Spirit)
Always faithful to the pathWhile dem evil demons pushed wrath
I got a lot of experience that I never wished 4
But the knowledge made me push for more
Lost a lot of s**t coming up in da game
But I'll never let any of these fools put me to shame
So I switched the game, stayed exclusive
While temptation made the future seem elusive
Couldn't trust a soul 'til I saw signs
But I had to let them keep what was mine (4 a minute)
Yo, the system got us twisted feelin' rich
So I had to B careful not to B converted to a b***h
Held the dream, stayed focused
Even though I had to run, spit & cuss
They tried to poison our health
So that they can deprive us of our wealth
So a n***a had to move in stealth
With the hope that the evil territory plans get melt
Fixations were a constant pain
But all that struggle was 4 the bigger gain
Desperate 4 the truth & silence
Figuring that it'll rid me of the energy of violence
Animals they call us, abused & threatened
Because of how we were brought up, without the lessons
Avoided taking hard drugs, they're no good
Music & Sex was the high, stability, I knew they could
They tortured me throughout the works
With the hope I would finally be jerked
Believed in my own efforts, I struggled on
On the path to glory they wanna take me from
Favouritism ruled the scene
Everybody actin' covetous & mean
Quickly calculating every move & plot
Being careful not to miss that crucial spot
Poetry by Stephen Gentles
Read 408 times
Written on 2007-01-26 at 21:29
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