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- Never enslave my mind, but those fuckers will try
- my music will never die, and I will enlighten the blind
- My rhyme scheme divine, if not your looking to die
- Im on my way to the crime set peeping on the conscience
- You look beyond this like data base left in the targets
- day to day I hit the base and get it in her socket
- was going through some darkness, apartments are nauseous
- when you live with the harshness of a drug lord and his goddess
- data made the bay and I was trying to get away from all this
- so prophets can you help me make some profit from these audits
- im honest I mean im on it, whatever you call it
- just a goblin of a novice robbing the artists problems
- smooth alcoholic blogging about nothing in some columns
- dogmas causing drama and I dont want squadrons
- at the bottom so I stop they coming like would a condom
- death watches and plays with his marbles and marvels
- embargo headed to africa with cargo in parcels
- inside ebola so they can achieve world peace easier
- doesnt make sense like a homeless man inflicted by the media
- or a scientist not thinking bout the meteor
- but hey who am I to say
- whats right or wrong in this old age
- //CHORUS
- Dont express your wealth
- express your self
- Got a cannon on the back and you didnt need a strap
- also called a gat but its in your back pack
- compact but im all that unpack and I fall back
- rat a tat never sold no crack but I sold my raps
- thats a fact and I wanna show the world about my maps
- im not black just another human being living in a land
- not white as well and matter of a fact is I aint going to hell
- you got egg yolk in your eyes dead folks say goodbye
- presidents were made to lie, even kevin federline
- they choked on they lines, i made mine divine
- Rhyming to line up minds of the unwise to see their eyes
- wanna see the prize top 5 lies when I lie bout my life
- this week in rap they all cheap and fat, Im bout to gat
- get the tech and make the rap, bout to meet your dad
- going pittle pattle over the clad in the back
- with a bag strapped ready to attack on the mass
- but it aint sunday its funday with a mac in the back
- of your head thats a fact and I rap for the rest of them cats
- hey hey calm it down
- but hey who am I to say
- whats wrong in this old age
- //CHORUS
- Dont express your wealth
- express your self
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