Maintaing ever realiving feelings,carfully ploting depth,of how far hip hop will go,yes it sounds good,but how will it effect or loath,larger cities being bomed and terrorized,people scared and ducking,to the power of their fear,so i keep on walking,to find the next universe,seeing athsmic traces,back to the aliens of zaruzada,the mada keeps going,holding the hand up for the people,for the crackheads,dopefiends and weedkilaz,burning fast,making blue flames last,and as i,i keep going,beliving alot more effects,from causes in the mind,picturing a wolf solitary,but always ready for the kill,but you know the deal,keepin the bang in the back for the people�¢ï¿½ï¿½s sake,bumpin streets,makin the trunk shake,keepin the swagga,feelin the ladies,as i pop my rythimic inference,the music keeps flowing,so i keep going.
