Total Posts: 477 Member Since: 1999 Location: Greenville, NC
posted Thursday, July 05, 2012 4:15:18 PM It’s sort of an addiction Sort of a release It hard to say exactly what it is ‘cause when it’s reached… It forms into another goal faster than you speak Especially when you’re trying to master written-form to speech My mission? Storm the beat My mission? Storm defeat I’m spitting from my inner man to bomb the normalcy I’m searching for the missing man that I was born to be I’m listening but indifferent to this “Y’all should follow me” We know that most offend but we defend and “call complete” Why? ‘Cause they’re convincing when they’re spitting on the screen? I’m just a wannabe? My script get torn to piece? But if it’s so then what’s with all this dissing on the beat? To distance y’all from me To keep the pawn from king Consider this… If every one’s convinced to calming peace Then we can sit and chop it up but nah, we’re out of place Unless we come together then I guess it’s all a waste
Udon Constantine "The Peephole's Champ" Every door's a peephole when you live in a glass house
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Total Posts: 12058 Member Since: 2003 Location: I Reek Of Awesomeness
posted Thursday, July 05, 2012 6:37:27 PM man, I'm on that mission too. I like the narrative of the issues of writing and recording. I really dig this. Peace...