Never once have I walked without thinkin’ to dance
Never once have I talked withoutu thinkin’ to chant
Well represented by my skin’s complexion

On lock through good friends and connections
We push the fader to express the creative art form
We handle to hammer apart norms
Hardcore implies that the surface is soft
So we keep our centers balanced with the ground that we walk on
Sometimes I feel the city breathin’ through me sneakers
Whisperin’ a melody that we drop beats to
My love jones seeps in and drowns in the deep end
Of streets that separate me from the earth with cement
Some scream “hype on” meanwhile I write on
Through many dusks and dawns until the fight’s won
Until then this victory’s a mystery to me
On this journey takin’ in everything that isn’t me
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Through pens, papers, guns, and streets
(Sometimes we conflict, but we agree with the beat)
Whether it’s then, now, war or peace
(We shoot different ammunition, but at the same dream)
So get ya aim right, brotha- get your aim right, yes
Get ya aim right, sista – get your aim right, yes
Get ya aim right, kid- get your aim right, yes
My bullet is my word and I make sure it hits
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Never once have I biked without thinkin’ to biff
Never once have a I drank without thinkin’ to trip
What often shoots doesn’t often hit
I’ve watched sane and crazy both walk off the cliff
This ain’t a case’a sayin’ “hey it’s all good don’t worry”
While gunshots and money connect like Canterbury
It busied you to notice, orderin’ your peach cobbler dish
Stressed about your mazda’s dent
We don’t pick sides, we live where they plot the fence
Takin’ it normal authority has a common skin
Better save what you make before the option’s thin
It’s gonna take more space than the projects built
The hospitals, the Gaza Strip, and every square foot of Riverside Plaza, kid.
I throw down for tomorrow and I walk against
A globe spinnin’ off the axis tryin’ to profit with

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