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Paulie Rhyme
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Buddha Bless
I left life along time ago Traded reality for the steady flow of MPCs and kick drums Kick one and went numb Make emcees fall to they knees Free mase'em like a 33 rd degree Not Masonic or Plutonic, cause ya ironic Devien ya like some fresh shrimp Ya not cool with that fake pimp limp A bullet proof vest, won't deter me From ripping ya heart straight out ya chest Addicted to sees but don't promote it P Rhyme you know you quote Your flows somebody wrote it Grab a pad, take some notes I float like Ali, move like sugar shane Make ya girl move frames from reciting my name On flame like pyros, Affected by hydropower Deflower ya lil sister, tell ya mom's I miss her Like Jack Rizzo a rip ya Meet me under the lights, Finless Brown believe the hype We love Beaver Fights It's that F-i- n-l- e-ss, B-R- OW all up N ya chest Yeah we rock day and night, Northeast to the west And if I don't smoke sees, I'm still Buddha bless Funk the glitz the glamma Hit ya like brett the hitman The ultra cold crush ya feed ya bones ta vultures erupt ebonically through cultures like portugeuse or white supremacy in the phillipines clock out like Zulus barefooted no need boots leave ya stun like patriots hitting American troops Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We still get noose up in the front or the back of the bus Even got Rosa Parks throwing middle fingers at us The Bastard child of Civil Rights Never take for granted the Black plight That's why I fight for the future And refused to use sex and violence to progress Rather educate and motivate Rap the vote and demonstrate Be a voice of this generation And the beat in soul of the next Protect and serve Like hotplates to homeless The chronically insane Walk the streets from polk to main And we roll past, nose up like they the ones we should blame Its that F-i- n-l- e-ss, B-R- OW all up N ya chest Yeah we rock day and night, Northeast to the west And if I don't smoke sees, I'm still Buddha bless Smack a fake thug blue black like some BDP boom bap Consume your weak snaps, rerail you like some Cal train bullets The cord I'll pull it the next time I see you on stage But since you the king of the choke You'll get smothered like Pacifica smoke Verbal linguistics bout to save you from yourself I'm felt like communal wealth, social security, and health With that vocab, I'll send you back to ESL While I access these words to show you how Rhyme excel Keep the backpack close and the hoodie on ice I'm too nice, hit cats with shots just to give'em a new life Revert you comical astronomical attempts Just to set the record straight, swing you both ways Like Alexander the Great…
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