I cut tracks with latex gloves on, with saxes like ‘80s love songs, England was savage before tha Anglo-Saxons inhabited tha land ‘n’ put tha ruckus on / look, there really’s no discussion, I’m right you’re wrong / to put it differently, it’s tha winners who wrote history / viciously I’m severely vexed by all this tyranny flexed / I’m nearly next to tha best to ever bless tha flesh / back from the essence I returned to teach ‘n’ learn lessons / obscure references of my conscientious objections eject like cassettes outta tape decks, you cats is ass like gay sex / I spaz, you get your face checked, I smash ‘n’ grab your gold chains ‘n’ take tha braids off your head…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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