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letra de independent superstars - pinnacle rhythms

[verse 1]
make the exclusive producing soul movements/
keep my insides loose to make my life ellusive/
from satan’s hands understand the demands/
of overcoming every circumstance clasped in his hands/
i enhance with the ryhme designed/
to reach inside my soul and let you step into my mind/
to see graffiti on walls through mazes and halls that condems consumption from fast food and strip malls/
listen-sit back-put down the six pack for a moment/
study the ways of my movement/anylize every component/
ya’ll rental rappers/
i rent to own it/
harness the wisdom of god/
focus and hone it/
took the spot and blown it/
stop breath and meditate in every moment/
your dj’s just as guilty cause your wack and he condones it/
think about it for a minute/
if the rap game was hard work, would you still be up in it?/
the test of a man’s strength is his trial/
got our children in denial thinking the key of life is found in 8 mile/
hip hop floated in a basket down the nile/
now the prophets come forth ready to tear down all of pharoah’s courts/
mission abort i rap to exhort and export radical views/
that will make you drop your newports/
keep your mind open/
in the mean time i keep the rhyme smokin’ and provokin’

[hook]
heed thyself and check who you are/
for the clubs the youth groups for the cats in the bars/
all planets in between bounce from earth to mars/
we make it ours all independent superstars

[verse 2]
its interesting this industry’s loosing interest/
to the finish my creativity starts to diminish/
from leagalist arts in the congregation/
the missions here and were sending missionaries to other nations/
and these big mouths talking filth to stand and judge me/
but when it comes time to battle/
yall snap back like a bungee/
i’m from the chi we get down and grungy/
from the north side to the south side/
one hundred and twenties/
i make your heart stop with a scratch and a hi hat/
this goes out to all hip hop heads honeys and fly cats/
you dig me like artifacts in your back yard/
and heres a big hug for all you rappers trying to act hard/
i’m not angry i’m just anointed/
and i speak for everyone who bought your album and was dissapointed/
call this constructive critisism/
if there was no critics in this world then we’d have a backwards system/
run by fools using intimidation as tools/
now free speech is banned from our churches and schools/
i dive in pools of lyrics and wordplay/come to the surface/
and say what you wouldn’t on your worse day/
i’m not bound by any mans opinion/
except for the one who died and stopped my flesh from sinning/
loosen my inhibitions expert at soul winning/
an emcee come fresher than this/ you must be kidding/
i’m at a place of freedom you can’t have/
and the album you put out mine as well take that back to the lab/
and if you ain’t called i’ll make you a believer/
you know what happened to them dudes and the sons of sceva

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