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This hard punching lines are meant to restore sanity and bring about purity in the HipHop shrine. The emcee clutches on to his tool.. microphone to deliver justice like an oracle. All TRUE HEADS are safe. The wack whacked out and enslaved, till they pay their dues and deemed fit to be in the game, grab the mic.

This song has a very depressing tone to it, needless to say I was very depressed and in a dark place when I wrote it.

This is an existing song of mine, check it out before buying if you want to catch the strange and unique flow.

It’s a lyrically charged song, telling basically how nice and deadly the Emcee is on the microphone, but still wielding the capacity to keep you on your feet, drunk on this bars because the lyrics- alcoholic.

This is a song about a dead broke young man, trying to find his feet and navigate the various challenges of adulthood and master the twists and turns. At a point, he imagined life in an alternate universe, but holds on to hope like a Velcro baby scared of falling, but “his father used to tell him dreams come true” referencing a song by plantashun Boiz.