1.
Even where times are cold, reminiscent of ice cream cones,
You gotta stop with all your sighs and moans!
There’s no use in your cries and groans, coz i suppose,
Everybody faces life’s high and lows!
Some disguise their souls forever searchin’
for diamonds and gold
- before they know it their eyes are closed!
Ayo!
Hip-hop id the way of life i chose...
Everyday i practise rhymes and flows,
I try to keep them nicer than the moset priceless stones,
Designer like the finest clothes...
At times when I’m angry more violent
than Mike Tyson’s blows!
By the way I’m defeatin’ all my rhymin’ foes
Who shouldn’t even be touchin’ the microphone
Thinkin’ it’s only purpose is to be findin’ dough!
All You phonies I think it’s about your time to go!

2.
I’m not gonna hesitate! Let’s get it straight,
Before it gets too late, I’m not your average,
Whitey, wannabe MC’ - I don’t write these rhymes,
Coz I wannabe trendy! I just love this,
M-U-S-I-C called,
H-I-P-H-O-P and grabbin’ the M-I-C,
That’s just about the only thing that excites me!
It gives me more than one reason to live this fucked-up life
And somehow get through it!
I got to admit that I wouldn’t be here now
if it wasn’t for this music!
And that to some of you kids might sound a bit stupid
But It’s true shit!
I’m just tellin’ you how I feel,
Don’t give a flying fuck about anyone claimin’ I’m not real!
Of just stay focused and take notice,
Of what’s goin’ on aroud me,
Watchin’ out for the swarms of locusts
That surround me tryin’ to ground me!

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