Tuesday, 22 March 2011


hey yo i feel like i need to hold the mic with grit / but i feel like the mic holds me when i spit / so i gotta find the time to unlock my wrists / yea i gotta find the time to stop and rip / because i spit it real tight when i close my eyes and when i take off my disguise you know I feel alive / like i'm flying real high like a cloud in the sky and i'm sitting up on it like its mine all mine but sometimes it takes me /

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