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wise intelligent - this space lyrics

this ain’t no sipping tea
n-gg- better stop tripping, g
soon every emcee will see
why none of these other emcees f-ck with me
ruff! because i’m old school n-gg-
bonneville! like a old school whipper
got a mill! ain’t no spitter sicker
can’t no spitter script a iller script a living scripture
i’m the victor so i figure
can’t a mirror paint a picture clearer
ain’t no cross dressers from my era
jah pretenders or no caitlyn jenners
yeah i chopped my antennas
other-worldly was my early lyrical communications
there were sp-ces from the places i received initiation
so in basic conversations i was flying over n-gg-s heads
in layman’s terms i had to chop the dreads
to check the game and rap is off the bed <— crimson trace on his face - shot off his head! we call it murderer style don’t make me bury a child i’ll be here for a while so prepare for me now and be ready when the sh-t goes down mag pull 30 rounds that’s another going down mad fools mean clowns br-ss ?? cl-ss sounds <— drop a jewel, give a pound stevie wallace n-gg- do the knowledge never hatin’ but this sp-ce requires patience to be great but nominated rap’s greatest most underrated and that’s gotta be the greatest f-ckin’ understatement you wonder why we lacking as a nation y’all be acting like we crazy when we say that rap be more than entertainment ’til some crackers came and changed it now all your rappers say the same sh-t make a mil, pop a pill, throwing up some gang sh-t running from the cops but other blacks think you bang with <— this sp-ce hurt, excuse my f-cking language it’s like a famous, far from what the game is name on the same list because your favorite rapper know me you think i rap [???] and lil homie but i’m it’s progenitor veteran, been at war my whole race in a hurt sp-ce, i ain’t bitter or b-tching ‘bout a rap rep listen, i’mm a rap rep trenton to the fullest spittin’ bullets, better back step do it in the name of love, machine gun kelly a-r but not the r p-ssin’ on your daughters belly i’m the truth like really you n-gg-s sound silly when you say you love your n-gg-s but have no love for your women seeing n-gg-s hugging kissing seeing women duck and diss em how the f-ck you don’t feel em? they the mothers of your children the only thing appealing is the cap for your bald cap whole head snap back, knocking off his snap back f-ck it, let’s just say liberated from the crack trap go home flush his crack packs hacked into his protools, erase all the wack raps the [edgar hoover] music, on the overused trap tracks that’s that — scratch that, i’m almost ready hurt locker, booth rocker, call me [heru keti?] slap a cracker if i hafta, like sara suten seti while these rappers making cake just to date lil debbie i’m with [??] runnin’ devils from [??] and i’m hot, serengeti no i’m not sparing lefties you know, righteous racist liberals who won’t speak it but detest me call the cops, hope they arrest me turn my sunny day gray, i be more like freddie say he feared for his life to justifiably get me hold on wait a minute let me address this sp-ce correctly devil’s [ son got his serena ] a transvest-te wins the espy seems like nothing in this sp-ce, gonna serve or protect me so i study amos wilson and convey it to my children dr. bobby wright was right, mentacide is in the building exit into b. f. skinner, overwriting what your will is if we control resources, we can turn poor kids to k!llers even though we engineered it, they would never think to k!ll us so we can keep convincing half the poor the other half’s the villain and they can do our dirty work, so we don’t have to k!ll em the nature of this sp-ce is race related — no opinion decimated, melinated corpses forced in graves and prisons young black voices drowned out by this “all lives” meta-sickness see this sp-ce is so systemic it’s endemic anti-blackness is inherent it’s foreparents planned it this way that’s apparent

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