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Conceptz
Conceptz
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Beat to the rhyme, rhyme to the beat, sick shit Knowledge reigns supreme, talented, gifted Problemo, microphone kill this Mr conny is serving you the realness No gun talk, we talking with guns Words of enpowerment for sons in the slums Rap rhymes, really teaching the kids Hungry, look close you be seeing my ribs No time for TV, reality feeds me No idea where insanity leads me Words over drums, African blood in me I can handle you because I got GOD with me Up jump the boogie, boogie to the beat boy Bring you the real is simply what i'm here for Basic backpack rap, I bring the past back I keep it moving like cards do at nasdaq Up jump the boogie, boogie to the beat boy Bring you the real is simply what i'm here for Basic backpack rap, I bring the past back I keep it moving like cards do at nasdaq Music what I life for, die for Get on stage and get a crowd encore What up to the critics, skim to the tracks Nigga really did it man, i'm living the facts Dum diddi dum dum I just write rhymes Zoning, picturing black and the light dimes Toast to the good times, learn from the bad ones And say a prayer for the people that have none We lost some, gain a little, win a little Spit a riddle, riddle when you in the middle Cyphers, hiphop, real shit It dont take much, a nigga must feel this That thing we call hiphop Round the clock, you don't stop Real niggas ruling, keep the game locked That thing we call hiphop Round the clock, you don't stop Real niggas ruling, keep the game locked Up jump the boogie, boogie to the beat boy Bring you the real is simply what i'm here for Basic backpack rap, I bring the past back I keep it moving like cards do at nasdaq Up jump the boogie, boogie to the beat boy Bring you the real is simply what i'm here for Basic backpack rap, I bring the past back I keep it moving like cards do at nasdaq
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