House funk rap Pocket Dwellers Hip-Hop ska Shine by Pocket Dwellers from album Digitally Organic
Duration : 5 minutes & 2 seconds.
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Y'all see my people and me
We try to love this honestly
Avoid the mark of the b(east)
And keep our tunes in key
I hold it down lyrically
Way it's suppose to be
Y'all pluto MCs ain't close to me
The sun is what makes up most of we
They hearts all sound froze to me
I got juice like a mutha fuckin' grocery
I'm eating men's food and they ain't approaching me
It's just ohhhhh to be in a toe to toe wit me
Niagara tried and couldn't even flow wit me
She described my lips as being poetry
I admire mountains, hope to grow to be
Light speed is sometimes too slow for me
I burn MCs at a very hot degree
They cry to be in another vocinity
A chord from christian's guitar is like a word to me
I imagine wings on our minds and things we can't find
I'm always hearing whispers that it's all intertwined
Keep us on this path even though we just signed
Let us do our thing, shine
I imagine wings on our minds and things we can't find
I'm always hearing whispers that it's all intertwined
Keep us on this path even though we just signed
Let us do our thing, shine
Emerge agency emp-ty m-c tween plen-ty pe-equal-ple
Mir-retorical or-riginal or-ator or-bital
Speech therapist s-or-cerer
Alphabet scorcher or pocket dweller metaph-or-ator
I paddle on the bass like an ore played by gord
Marco or-dered
I eat MCs like an hors-d'oeuvres
My pen cries out, "More words"
MCs follow an epilogue
Progress back-words
Infact herds of rappers are bad actors
Couldn't rhyme a circle around me if they had protractors
This nuclear powered word reactor
Prime attacker to rhyme book smack ya, you syllable slacker
Pocket dweller stage cracker see
I'm the sea you can't see past
Swim in, sea-son, ci-date, see-saw, de-vide like a zee-bra
I shout out all my people and the folks we met
I know some of y'all dig how deep we get
You will always breathe the fire on my life I bet
I made mad mistakes but have few regrets
But let's just pretend that this reality be our friends
Of those who want to transcend, not rend
Your mind, always find that most [?] walkin' this earth is just [?]
I'm seein' it and bein' it
Livin' it and givin' it
Brothas they wanna step with it
Yo, I got the rhythm that
Gets brothas jumpin'
Brothas they keep sayin, "More"
Nothin' front like Front Street
I ain't got nothin' in my heart
Just drums to be beat
Every time I grab the microphone and rhyme
Y'all gonna see my time
'cause time does not exist
They wanna do it like this and you could speak with my lisp
I gotta kiss
I imagine wings on our minds and things we can't find
I'm always hearing whispers that it's all intertwined
Keep us on this path even though we just signed
Let us shine
I imagine wings on our minds and things we can't find
I'm always hearing whispers that it's all intertwined
Keep us on this path even though we just signed
Let us do our thing, shine
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