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I am an evolution of the B-Boy. With proficient skillz with elements of hip hop I use my ear to the streets, my musicianship, and street knowledge to bring all the blocks to unite with all means against our true enemy,-the capitalist system. Daps, propz and shots out to the Cali crew:
FUZE!, HOYTUS!, Q!, ARLY! (RCANE),
POST!,
MALI!,
EX!,
SCRILLA!
(scratch), The Butlers - Ryan and Amber (just dont stop). Rapz, chopz and spotz out to the Vegas crew::
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Eyes of underground brown passed down through modern babylons,
Depths of windows to souls found only in kings and gods. No longer do my demons hide inside a glide of resin, The clouded mind is lost in fog without a true intention. I've seen the seemless ends and schemed with dreamless friends, With skill I fulfill street destiny with those who need not pretend. Guided by shadow and followed by light-of sword and of mic-on streets made of night. My presence causes repentance in fools not representin'- Street scholars make it so, street soldiers make it happen. Do not expect to follow-unless you intend to lead, Like death dont walk behind or in front-but alongside, right with me... |
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Revised -- 07/07/01
