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Obscene Rage Illusionist - Burn It Down
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A very old MASTERMIND BEAT HOLLA BACK obscene - back and fourth sh*** illusionist - rage - back and fourth
boston east minds vengeful mindz
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vengeful minds, hektik, judge d, oblivious, desolate, hush, 2face, pilze, ice-pic, aztech
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Rage
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vengeful minds
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January 24, 2007
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MP3 1.1 MB 64 kbps 2:24
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Breakin down the process to rocksets first off be complex,with every thought said second be ready to wreck it on records but dont strech it,just find the beat ride with speech and third dont rhyme about the nine you keep,describe your grief define and teach,fourth is be true to yourself and if you make it dont act like a fool with ya wealth that about wraps it up back to the classic stuff that boom bap ish you rap you pass and you practice the facts spin trapped in a webwork of magic the network makes my head hurt but this is passion filled with talent uncensored with malice the connector of the best words and valiance A flawless balance beyond the top of mountains Awkward calabration,in lost surroundings Watch your mouth is moving like mute kids copy talent Stop the clocks punch the wall knock it off Shocks give off brain waves launching thoughts no composure or posture,choosing your motives that throw you in coffins a moment so proper only devotion will prosper throwin an ozone over opponents get slaughtered no one knows it but go fish,caught worms forinafif got me so sick its art form prolific exqusite i spit it hardcore from my hearts core The awkward oddball,gettin judged As i walk the longhaul,always gettin up Like drawin on walls,call it what you want To call it,holding hip hop hostage Illusionist bliss, I'm just an artist thats certain To put his heart in his work when i'm pushed farther By hurt and learning that I'm not flawless or perfect I'm constantly searching for positive urges Im not a god im a person,turned into a martyr Polotics are oximoronic, like benevolent malevolence I'm honest confessing this problem i've got with americans How can we want to represent,when we all are just heretics And the presidents an evident terrorist what Let me cum on a serious note like ejaculatin on love letters An upsetter but much better uncovering discovery,you suck venom A sudden rush,i must set em up and end vendettas i crush tendons We coming disgusting off our heads,like we had lice on em So i might slaughter the mic longer We burn it down like white phospher Whats all the props for you want an encore
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