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maxx 39 - encounters lyrics

17. encounters

(maxx 39)
uh!
trying to cee the surface, catch me irking breathing like tiger’s after a heard attack
murder tracks like old school villains with the damsels; for the loot i try
to shoot the sky and root for guys that are underdogs like the ruthless eyes
staring at the hope, look at it funny and wonder how change blends in with the money
asking the masters all the questions i’m a slave for the answers
brave–then i chance her to cave to my last chance given
free doom is what we seek in all instance
for what do i owe this honor? death before the sentence
25 till tombstone, you people rats like pets in the group homes
i wrote stoop poems and cooped loans
from the deadly dice games, learned by the eye
like writing in the sky i blow away, and sigh
at the dames in distress, came in a mess
like a game of the chess light the flame to my chest
i suggest you get a deal before you charge me
that’s grand larceny and your road down the path is too far to cee
sorry, jesus, i’m just speaking facts with these scroll like writtens
when i hold mics spitting like i owe christ a life
that he gave me and saved me from lucy
took all the dreams like juicy, asking, who’s he?
that’s the common words that i heard back then
i lack friends’ cause: they never gave me slack when
so i rack wins, slap him on the right side
time flies when the night sky comes alive at 5
at night i feel pain in my ribs
i was almost slain as a kid; did my brain have a fib?
never give up, because they will always take down
so-called kings keep rocking them fake crowns
i break down the break beats and simple type styles
walk away from the light in the tunnel, stay bright stay humble
stay focused stay real stay true and keep it g
middle finger the world for all it took from me
goodbye hatred and spite, as i relight the fire
i’d rather be called insane than a liar

now put your hands up
put your hands up
put your hands up
put your hands up for the real hip-hop
put your hands up
put your hands up
put your hands up for the real hip-hop

verbal executioner, herbal restitutions curve when i heard the best and knew the 3rd quest to loosen nerves
mic activity paranormal, care to swarm you and dare to join you in hell, walk down and feel the heat
i’d rather be on a mic with a beat, i don’t write i just preach every night there’s a leech
never fight in the streets cause you might cee deceased
on the records at the precinct, i cee ink when i bleed
and i need you to feed off me, not bite just watch
like a rollie stolen by cops over drug money and rocks
i don’t sell drugs bro i give them out for free
so every time you cee 39 you’re thinking of me
put your hands up, please let the people unite
wack rappers and emcee’s should probably equal the rights
and peep through the sights to tell me your performance is annoying
when the b-ss is too loud and the crowd is flamboyant
and if you getting uncomfortable when i say…
them pop artist keep dressing in drag; they must have tagged me
in the same category, i’m not in the same ball game
and if you ask me they all lame
get original and speak from the heart for once and try to be creative
they hate it when i’m speaking the truth
why is the blood still leaking the juice like lesane crooks?
i bring flames to books and break chains and hooks
on this hip-hop

(maxx 39)
are we about finished?

(dr. ****)
i believed all have needed is processed but-

(maxx 39)
i know, i know why i’m here

(dr. ****)
you do?

(maxx 39)
yeah, i know exactly why i’m here

- maxx 39 lyrics

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