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Old 02-11-2016, 09:39 AM
ericg ericg is offline
there it is
 
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rock it man
waves beyond space.. contract, expand...
make it work out
(the equations) instant noodles, a plan
"'i am what i am', that's an old school jam"
"play it again, 'one more time' sam"
!@#$ it up or make it grand
hand in hand
make a stand
chain reaction started and then manned
the fires burning, keep it fanned
making mirrors out of sand
see/ know yourself and your clan
get/ give love now, yes you can
God intended it, it was planned
written in the sky and sed on the land
line
peace of mind
see me now and it you'll find
like a therapist i heal the blind
just re re re remind
...

play it clean
charlie sheen
'duh, winning'
look so good i go bling bling

'winnning..........duh'
where ya goin'....... huh?
3 wheelin' 'round the bends in an impala
so !@#$%^& sick and i'll 'rockafella'
'... so addictive'/'supa dupa fly' like missy 'misdemeanor'
'... can't stand the rain'/ i make it rain use an umbrella
hemp those kicks, converse or puma/ adidas
'now you see me' till i disappearuh/ vanisha
choose one... now there's a plethora
get in tune with your body/ spirit aura
don't get japped, 'tora! tora! tora!'

got more for ya
i adore ya
implore ya
runnin out of time but i'll still restore ya

hold down the fort
this comes in all sorts
up from the sea and down through the port
tort, reform
word is born
try to be happy, not forlorn
sworn, in
duty to kin
never lost a battle cuz the truth/ peace always wins
the enemy's within
so here we begin to clean house again
merlin in berlin.. bermuda
i thought that i knew ya
make you all ill less of you, fewa
...

keep this live
come up to the hive
play some b sides
enjoy yourself, don't just survive
up at the dive, in riverside
it was called club five
now it's all gone, and i'm feeling deprived
so here's a party jump in and thrive
pick a lane when you go drive
...

now for some new !@#$...

keep your ass lit
tales of grit
walk these lines that i got to spit
a mic i'll make you want to grip
hip
hop
a beat we'll drop
labels always saying they want more pop
mop
head i love your dreads
not so brainwashed in the head
med,
club and then we dub
a five star stud
'my name is...'
i go bang and your'e a..

Last edited by ericg : 02-11-2016 at 10:34 AM. Reason: really!?! fucked that up good n proper like again
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