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Optimisum, about the faith of the people that have
accepted of the mission of improbable, to become
some particle, perged by the discouage of
suffering, anger, hate, religions and war, Its
tought to explain, debate, or even explore, but I
die straight to the core, And explosion of
intrespect so quiet, he can definalty, yet he can
breath into the sins lounges into the most
rempered thugg, Tis a bull that has been thorugh
the mudd with a point of the head of a heavy
weight, from the cold detail of the hot reality of
the butcher trap. to the grand Negro's flights of
fancy from the astract mind of a hip hop super
nerd, as long as the truth is heard, The truth
must be spoken, my youth has been smokin and
drankin, drankin and smokin, a life like that may
seem right, but that aint what the seem like, we
aint tight unless yall tight, might bless me and
all types, the goal is for all growns to be sat
upon by ture Kings All pretenders must fall into
the phantoms of they own character fall, But as
long as we attempt to tell ourselves, WE ARE NOT
FREE
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All in once say it, Bubba K now, Here to doubt,
Wheres today? On the Grey Hound, sittin in the
back on top close to 8 pounds, Run for a inniocent
town that I can shake down, Passed the Mississip,
I swim in the great lakes now, Made it this far,
but I still cant escape now, Law ran in, Back in
the A town, and all im worth is all that aint
found, My brother in Denver used to do a lil dirt,
Maybe move with him, I can do a lil work, Cant
produce a walk, I do a lil smirk Shop at Wal-Mart,
I do shoes and a shirt, Tried to call mama, She
denied the call, She aint smoke the sh**, I
provide for yall Try to doze of with PM Tylenol,
Jus move a lil piece, cant smile it off,
Yall aint free, Not yet free, Not yet free, Not
yet free
Continue'n my voyage, In the Coldoraldo, Cant live
life with my Doraldo, This pill is hard for you to
swallow, This pig sh** in which for you to wallow,
Im posted up here, atleast until tomorrow, Get a
pund of Buffalo Nik's that U can swallow Only
thing im holdin is Pain, You can borrow, a whole
pocket of change, For your sorrow, Lotta Kat'z
busted, but they cant find the hop, That hustlin
game gotta stop, On the open road, now is not the
time to flock, The buzz is formulating, Now it the
time for Jimmy time to drop |
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