Life and times of ONE
-Dodged another bullet from the gun/ I'm startin 2 feel like Neo no
wonder they call me The ONE.
-at one point it got very scary/ but ya boy uno is gonna March like the
30th of February
-seven years shed precisely eleven tears/ flucuatin wit fears as our
destiny nears
-so yea, its really gettin clear/ like a diamond but it was in the
ruff like debeers
-2 many times I came 2 that line/ wit way 2 much ish on my mind 2 blind
to take a look at the crime
-2 many nights I'd sit and write a story through these lines/ I'd write
2 many wrongs in these rhymes
-not that they weren't true they just weren't mine/ not that I didn't
write them but they were pleasure 2 my stressed out mine
-couldn't run from it had to take my time/ partied like a rock star
zoned with my third eye blind
-so my life at that point was a tragedy/ masterly remastered into a
digital masterpiece
-had no limits like Master P/ but wait yo like Kratos the gods and
fates tried to battle me
-the sands of time couldn't bury me, or silence the pain/ that's like
countin without using my name
-its like shootin but don't usually aim/ its like trynna be д player
not knowin all the rules of the game
-they wonder why I'm the expert/ cause god told me to put in work get
their heads noddin til they necks hurt
-not to mention my pen suffers from hyper tension/ it won't stop until
I'm the best in this demension
-or the sickest in this space time continum/ no carbon base just д mix
with weed crack and lithium
- add a little bit a sugar and spice/ which don't do ish 2 the mix
but a scapegoat 4 why I'm nice
-im no savior no hero/ but I'm sicker than the all ten plagues moses
sent 4 the pharoe
-they hate cause I don't walk around wit a gat/ I'm nice I want god
to say "I ain't know you get down like that
Thursday, July 12, 2007
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