Its the Roll Call, bring out the hall of fame boys that have mastered the Peace and Joy
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Its the Roll Call, bring out the hall of fame boys that have mastered the Peace and Joy
Seek Poise, my lyric's beat the real mccoy'z, fell the noise as i seal ya voice
lyrically hitin tha lines on time, lik Barry, im makin homerunners so recognise
rappin and keep goin i smack rabbits and then energize
aint takin no sympathy so dont emotionalize
my scope n my eye aim'n fa ya throat ta end ya demize
im crushin all the minors, rebuking the neverminders, glitching and hacking the computer rhymers
And lots o love for the wrongly accused jail timers
Who mostly be good kids with no help from tha systom
the warrior heard swords that twist his marrow sliently/
and more he turned to war he injured arrows violently/
quietly stepped up tore harrowing disguises
from pharaohs demises stare down airs of osiris
Love for ma peeps who be on the streets getting buy
just trying to stay alive and moving around stuff on the fly
If you aint down with that, you must be to high
See the Sky and expolde in the Night like the 4th of july
drop 1 line, reply to this and ill vaporise