02:02 TALKING SENSE

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So much fighting,clash of the titans,action of violence,moment
of silence. Thorns on my head, ephiphany, i'm your highness
i preach the message and experiment the science.They call me brain
but my real name is Brian.
i use to love playing pool in school i use the cue stick as a tool,i'm fro
the league of rhymers portrayed as rhyme al ghul, i give my girl an
inch and she thinks she rules.
i'm really good at trouble shooting, when i'm trouble i start shooting
i am pulling, throwing punches and knocked-out your, conscious you
unconscious.i got goals like a number nine,patience is a virtue
we have to wait in line, meditating opening my third eye for a sign.
I'm a G, i meditate to get the OD, soon they will be playing my CD
unemployed they bring their CV.
 
i see stars floating in the sea,Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free.
More verses than the bible sniper on-top of the roof with his riffle,
my niggas in paris i rap on the eiffel, tour de france cycle
celebrate and do the moon walk like michael i worship GOD like an
idol most niggas kill themselves, suicidal,so no one is my rival so i got
the title.i wasn't done yet, lyrical threat, most rappers sweat,
kicking verses like jet.I hustle! my eyes are red write in pencil,my verse
sharp, i lead.Like a church in debt i gotta preach 'bout money for a
couple of sec all tech-knowledge and G's, i think about peaceI'm hot
breeze, snot sneeze,camera-cheese, now make tracks overseas
smoke trees and play higher notes with my keys,the honey and the
bees like winnie the pooh with my school fees before my parents sees
And lastly for everybody who doubted i can live without you, please.
 
TALKING SENSE NIGGAS!

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