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Date Posted: 16:23:41 04/01/13 Mon
Author: Vice Verser
Subject: Goodbye Madness

Your jewelry ain't fooling me
Sometimes I wish Hip-Hop was how it used to be
everybody's looking forward, that's the way it's 'posed to be
Get to know me and ask me what my music means
This food for thought is the new cuisine
Nod to it in your living rooms and limosines
Amp it up a little, make the image brighter
Got all the sinners swimming in this liquid-fire
got the beatnik lyricists in business attire
we're all idiots infected with the mystery virus
Sometimes the madness gets to me
It follows me, it sits with me
It says it's gonna kill me, it says that freedom isn't free
All I do is sip vodka and minute maid
'Cause everyday's a holiday, especially when you getting paid
They say I'm coming back but how, I never been away
Wicked with the colorschemes now see me in a different shade
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Your jewelry ain't fooling me
Sometimes I wish Hip-Hop was how it used to be
In a game full of felons and killers, I want it all
I might have to split a few melons to get it
Chilling in a vehicle that's Hennessy-tinted
The Cognac and indo-sack blurring my vision
Now the hipsters wanna smother their faces
I'm 'bout to spazz out, give 'em something thats tasteless
I been doing my thing and running these races
I'm slipping in the rhythm and loving the bass kick

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