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K.R.O.D

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Yea
Yea
Yea
In my rhyme book
With verses and a hook
Creating punchlines that'll
Make a nigga shake or shook
Just reminiscing
On the where the time go
Sitting there reading rhymes
I wrote a few years ago
A young protégée
To hip hop I steady delve
Started at eleven
Took it serious once I was twelve
Out manipulating
Rappers that idolize
Came up with my own shit
Then I recognize
Practice my skills
Through the whole summer
In the process
I'm dealin with this daily slumber
Not from copying and pasting
Or even biting
Just the fact
I got the flow but a hard time writing
I got lyrics in my head
That's heavy in depth
Soon as I put it down on paper
Then it all left
Freestyling was the next thing
I was good at
Progress it day by day
And came through with that
See
I was b rabbit
Without Mekhi phifer
Class was over
I turned that shit into
A main cypher
Everybody stop
Pay attention and listen
Cause once I started rhyming
That's when I started dissin
You talkin shit
I was gonna get you later
Fuckin walking paradox
Like Tyler the creator
Like Andre
Outkast rappin about Decatur
Or be like MJ
Reasons of human nature
Confidence grew within me
Finally caught my grip
Like Cole
I gain my power
And niggas start to trip
Life is like school
Except you can't skip
R.I.P X
I'm fallen tryna not to slip
Hard enough to be like three six
And stay fly
Or be Kanye and lupe
Tryna touch the sky
Gil Scott Herron
Revolution won't be televised
A white cop on a nigga's neck
Will be publicized
Niggas slave society
Nation wise
We the people a fake statement
Need to rationalize
That old sayin
There's a thin line
Marvin Gaye didn't say it
But I heard it through the
Grapevine
Went from rocking waves
To a dreadlock Rasta
I'm complicated
A Gemini sorry if I lost ya
Came from growing pains
Travel different lanes
I'm like weed
Not one
But got multiple strains
This shit run through my veins
It can't be replace
It like spades
You pull an eighth
I pull an ace
You wanna battle my nigga
Stay in your place
I'll end you and your whole crew
Locked up for a murder case
I'm not ignorant or arrogant
I'm none of that
I don't speak opinions to you
I only speak fact
That's just who I am
Kill you in the 3rd degree
I'm just giving you a few
Minutes of poetry
I'm just giving you a few
Minutes of poetry
I'm just giving you a few
Minutes of poetry

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