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Ya. its so hard to remain authentic
Everything is round me in changin
Even the earth is movin in two different places
In the united space, but one thing remains the same
till the end of time i think i'll remain....
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Im a b-boy standin in my b-boy stance
From the top of the highest summit, again we run it.
A hundred and forty four shimmering lights stunnin
to quick for the human eye to catch a glimpse
You know pimps cannot convince with bigger attempts of emceein,
blowing word to the wind,
While we conscend to limit the sins and pretend
Were still human, when if fact were only half, the other path extends infinity do the math
I try to laugh, but they pull me down like crabs in a bucket
With hands in my pocket, I dont really laugh
Heaven only knows, the ???? keeps invading the flows that turns black pros
To white foes Your just supposin have you heard my words moving at light speed and getting blurred. Its all so incredible decibles at glance standing in a b-stance
Im a B-boy standin in my B-boy stance
This one leads the way
Now cut it up, cut it up back to back, on the wheels of steel, cut it up back to back
Elevate, Meditate, eliminate-thoughts from my past keep knocking upon my gate
Shouldnt let em in, the answers not to debate
But to observe the debating and then we can understate
Yo party people listen up at the drop of dime,
They took cameras to africa for pictures to rhyme
Over old.. yes, the great pretenders
Religeous entertainers who want to be life savers
d*mn.. another dollar for the mind, another cold ??? hoping
They cant find, they cant copy or get pictures with no lines,
I guess its just a case of the blind leading the blind
But, Im flippin and steppin and rockin the roll, take the control
Payin my tolls, whose in control?
Im playin a roll so people will remember that
Im just a servent of rap, hopin to bring it back
Im a B-boy standin in my B-boy stance
This one leads the way break