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This was the plan,

To be more than a man.

To live and expand,

While crossing the land.

I wasn't to be boxed in,

And if they tried swing, like boxin'.

Out foxing the media trap.

Britney's on the air again, reporters talking crap...

About this and that,

Irrelevent smack.

Another famous person is caught on crack.

It's whack.

Yackidy yack-

People's lives are a circus!

To be a joke of others, seems to be their purpose!

But not mine, I declined that wine.

Forget fame and fortune, and the torturous portions.

I'd rather had had my mom get an abortion,

Then be a part of the celebrity distortions.

I'm too genuine for that,

I write to open minds underneath the nike hats,

Not to get chicks pulling down my slacks.

I don't lack, never had the wall against my back,

Cause I always move forward, never do I lack-

The confidence to live or take granted what God gives.

I just out do whatever I previously did-

In the past seconds.

I reckon I'm more advanced than black belt Sudoku,

Feel my lyrical ki blast like Son Goku,

I take it back to the words like hip hops old skool,

Not about cars and jewels,

Or bikini models in the pool.

I'm the savior warrior like Link is to Hyrule.

 

Reviews

[The Archangel Gabriel]

I love it! It reminds me of hot summer days in the hood sitting on the front porch drinking Eight Ball and rapping with my homies.

Keep it real!

-Gabe