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Date Posted: 20:05:37 01/20/03 Mon
Author: Pat D.A.W.G
Author Host/IP: host-209-214-170-75.sdf.bellsouth.net /
Subject: Got a new job yall, been a minute, it's kind of sketchy but eh..... call it "Lanslide" PEACE

I hold my head above the rest and aim for the skies/
below the clouds so my mission will never die.
you get sidetracked wit gangsta raps in a world where hip hop has already been taken off the tracks.
I'm coming back to reallign these wheels/
I pull iil lyrics so you betta hold ya steel.
if ya gonna put something in the air make it some green/
the world has made me mean but revisitation makes me see.
there aint enough crips ta make me feel blue in my spot/
there ain't enough bloods wit red flags ta make me stop.
the keeper of heavens bless me ta assend on yall/
psycic lines is cut so you can't recieve the call.
rumors cause walls climbed by jelous consumers/
clones roam wit mouths claiming they shooters.
mass of many men are deprived when I rhyme/
souls and clever lyrics robbing'em in these times.
at the feet of my father he reminds me not ta bother/
the world is hotter but only few get farther.
areodynamics shatter plains of emcees who claim false/
u try but u lost, paid the cost cus u rushed and got tossed.
hear the break of the bones when A&Rs flex on scenes/
never see me get interviened or get caught in between the lame and false pride that seems ta motivate our youth along with what people think is hip hop.
Never stop on a mission where i do or die cus only the chosen listen/
never mention bitches and gold, only gold is when dope lyrics is spitting.
I cry late at night wonder if I will make it alive/
skin of my hide at times when friends have decieved me but always surrvive.
There ain't enough support beams ta protect emcees at the end of times/
crush'em wit a heavy pen hand when I speak my mind, like my context fell on'em like a landslide.

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