Lyrics
Feel my lines, complete wit peace to heal the times,
surreal wit rhymes, never in my life will I yield fa signs,
America wants to kill my pride, to there surprise they can't distill my mind,
I kill time, by taking apart the clocks,
to catch my drift you gotta find the starting blocks,
Fuck smartin off! I'm too intelligent for my smart's to off,
now all the so-called "Smarts'" are lost!
taken apart 'n tossed, in the nearest lake,
in Minnesota it ain't too hard to find a place,
my rhymin pace, makes most feel like they're climbin hills, givin chase,
forgettin what I give is for them to take!
I don't benefit from feedback, this means that,
what you say isn't conveyed in these raps,
others think it, but don't feel the need to speak that,
some steal beats 'n flip some really cliche crap!
ya'll need to stop 'n think, what we drop is ink,
permanent stains like grape drink, connect the link,
carpet is the pad where stains think,
remain wit me, take a deep breath, leap back,
repeat steps 1-3 then, complete 3 sets, come seen Ben,
write 'n don't stop 'til ya use the ink from an entire pen,
'n let me be the first to welcome you to inspirin
A real MC dreams of inspirin,
educatin the world of how he/she see's the environment,
perceived beliefs come clean through my iris,
see me as you and inspire this
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Language vibrates mouth to ear,
open up! hear me, forget ya doubt 'n fear,
shout 'n cheer, reroute ya dreams to now and here,
the power's clear, I got the mic in my hand,
inspirin entire crews to come be where I stand,
makin 'em climax, the way my facts,
bust ya nerves, like an incorrect synapse,
make ya mind lapse, make ya realize,
an MC opens eyes, reveals lie's,
'n let's out what most choke inside,
keep hope alive when times get rough,
find the time to find a rhyme that keeps ya mind in love,
the fact that it's blind is why I'm kind enough,
plus, I really ain't got no time to bluff,
cuz time goes up, 'n if ya bluff you go down,
lookin like a fake to those around,
that's why I hold my ground, educatin the crowds,
ya mind's relate to me through sound,
whether you play it soft or loud,
so take my word, if ya hearin this, you're mine for now!
didn't see the signs 'n fell, I'm pickin you up,
actually givin a fuck,
livin to clutch as many mics as my hands are given to touch,
so listen 'n trust, when I speak, I spit at the crux
Chorus (2x)
