If this world were mine id palm it,
transform it, mold it to a form of a blunt nd just smoke it,
in between the sheet's are some vine's,
vanilla flavored swift, lick's, flick, spark
let's go waste us some time.
smokin these trees leavin forest debris,
so i can gather my thought's nd see the reason why i fall at the knee's
see my brother loose his moms to disease, that's why i toke,
cause u never know when bomb's are bein dropped over me.
contact, count down to three,
inhale till i read braille that's the fact's of life high as i be
no one ever took the time to see,
just adding water doesn't grow the seed, it need's sunlight to breathe.
never look back, never a need,
hence why im takin over, fuck starch man i make my own beat's,
So sit back into your seat,
nd feel blessed ur allowed into my world when it's handed to me.
ask the all important questions,
who am i, where am i from nd why am i flya than a Jetson?
makin u wanna retreat,
came prepped with a mind from Shaolin, heart's always in Queens,
N.Y.C; city of dream's,
so much grass yet dreamers get they wig split findin that green
it attracts us like white to a feen,
but when u come from nothin, no's an answer that's hard to receive
so the bank's door im forging a key,
takin all im worth, which sincerely speaking im worth all that i see.
i might sound mad,maybe i am,
now sit back as this motha fuckin Planet's fuckin handed to me.
This is one of my project's im readily happy with, it took me a day to make the track & bar's, it start's right after the first breath you hear on the track.
Yes i made this beat, it's mine, Sampled marvin gaye-if this world were mine only for the intro & a few second's of the end. This goes from; 18 sec's to 1:34 leaving room for someone else, for when i decide to actually record again.
Link to beat.
http://www.sendspace.com/f


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