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Mad liberator, Def operator, rock the data, amazing flava

Yo the way I feel, sometime its too hard to sit still
Things are so passionate, times are so real
Sometime I try to chill, mellow down blow a smoke
Smile on my face but its really no joke
You feel it in the street that the people breath without hope
They goin through the motion, they dimmin down they focus
The focus gets clear and the light turns sharp
The eyes go teary, the mind grow weary
I speak it so clearly sometimes ya'll don't hear me
I push it past the bass no nations got to feel me
I feel it in my bones
Black I'm so wide awake, that I'm hardly ever sleep
My flow forever deep and
These volumes are scriptures when I breathe without beat
My presence speak volumes before I say a word
I'm everywhere penthouse, pavement and curb
Cradle to the grave, talk of visions of a cell
Universal ghetto life, holla black you know it well
Quiet storm, vital form, pen push the right across,
the mind is a vital force, soul is the lions roar, voice is the siren
I swing round, ring out, and bring down the tyrant
Chop a small axe and knock a giant lop-sided
The world is so dangerous there's no need for frightin'
Suckas tryin to hide like the struggle wont find em
some bust through and clearly remind them
ITS EVERYWHERE penthouse, pavement, or curve
Cradle to the grave, talk of visions of a cell
Universal ghetto life, holla black you know it well

What it is
You know they know what it is
we know ya'll know what it is
Ecstatic there it is

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