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To all the men and my dad, Im gonna put it on my shoulders, til my legs getting draged/
by the ankle, thankfull for the choices Im given, got hope for my life, but that voice aint religion/
Rejoyce for the childeren, with a vision, for the stars passed the bricks, instead of prision, these are the bars that I grip/
Peace to the benches that I loiter on and to the bars that sit, til the cars dont exist/
and yes we are getting pissed with more the one beer, the northern sun, this porno, come, Im just here/
For my death, so dont exepect to much, my candle burns quick so just let me touch/
One soul and I can leave with out regrets, emcees that doubt my rep/
come see Im about the breaths, the heart beat, mind and soul/
I carve tar street, with my ryhmes of gold, this the shine I chose/
Flickering and unseen, vendective sin Im unclean, til pin prick begins, I run dreams/
for the needy blind, sedating existence, my wife on the side as Im dating the misstress/
Trading the kisses, in public places, love is tasteless, in the shade i am sticking, affraid of the light
So late at night, I play my life, til my grave is right infront of me/ I wont run wont leave/ No one but me/
Can pay for my sins, with one single day to begin, I engrave in my skin, what is brave and has bin/
A brightly shining leading light, leaving sweden greaving in the evning night, gonna start a new life in york/
-----No freinds, family or other life support, the king of my Iq, but Im missing some of my knights in court/---
Dont fight the force, of a righteous source, a broken marriage to the market, so I might divorce, and return to the underground worm nest like a corpse/
Retrieve the sight I lost, and deal strike to the mic, with the might of porn/
and deal strike to the mic, with the might of porn/
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I stopped playing with those beats, stopped playing with those raps/
Thought I wouldnt suceed, but I already had,/
I rocked stages and them streets, got players to give daps/
That couldnt be me,laying down the pen and the pad/
So I extend and I grab, the fist from my fury and repent for my raps, immensely intense and incaptevating/
Im incapetating, the head of my shogun, I just had to make it, an anonymous no one/
who ever shouts free, is a breath away from nirvana, arrest my case your dear honour, its best to wait but Im gonna/
Take the wooden stand and lie my tounge blue/ So all my boogie fans, just try to come through/
And give me your daps, Im a him and in a hat, this and that call me what you want but dont go dissing my rap/
And if this is a fact, I grippin the black, steel amped up microphone, straight rippin the track/
Til I feel like Im gone, and I breathen heavily, a mondane martyr, gone sane to start singing to swedens sweetest melody/
Bringing the heat in like a felony, yall remember me, the temptation, hemp blazin, hell rasing! emceeing speaking go tell a peep/
Cause the king is back, no mantle or sceptor, just to sing the track, that your listining to, breaking modes and pissing on rules/
Im gonna expand the frame, and hold a slit wrist up, thick with blood and understand the pain/