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chris wise - 9:11 am in flatbush lyrics

[verse i: chris wise]

built for this

if all you had was rocks to chew
your soul would grow hardened too
darkened youth
frozen
with shoulders slumped
nothing to do
lint pockets
crack residue
from generations past
asbestos creepin’ in my path
it’s hard to care

cancer in my reebok rubbers
but the gummy sole make my steps stick
dropped the foundation
chubby 7 like leftwich
my aura is heroic
“honey turkey with the works” was my only slogan
jumped by the folk
pushed me to fear like joe rogan
through the fire
i rose as a poet
phoenix prose
crafted
with golden hue
one fateful april eve
i inhaled a slew of shrooms
i lost all consciousness
but i regained by third jewel!
perfection is perfected boo
so get it understoo
i
dropped the d
and she found it hard to speak
i’m poppin every mic
no filters for god speech
i’m blessed out in philly
peace to the godspeed
please regard me

…
…
…

with respect, honor, and dignity
from now to antiquity
your aunt want to get wit’ me
my dashikis is too freaky
i been puttin’ on for the diaspora
since shoppin’ at v.i.m
30 dollar diadoras
you see i am
the third coming
of something
of which you can hold nothing
jive -ss birds with no stuffing
let alone substance
abuse is my expertise in this booth

[hook]

i’m set to blow the building
this is 9/11 truth
set to blow the building
this is 9/11 truth

i’m set to blow the building

i’m set to blow the building
this is 9/11!

[dramatic pause.]

[verse 2]

chicken patty wit’ no coco bread
hold the starch as i compose this golden art

so def they thought it was mos art

nah, hoe!

this is mozart!

- chris wise lyrics

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