Ghostface Killah(Inspectah Deck)Yo, yoI can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythmDroppin wisdom, for my ****** locked in prisonFor those on the streets, rock ir in your systemOne's restin in piece, in my heart ya livinRepresentin all those who ain't got a pot to piss inWent from small timer to a top positionI'm not kiddin, so what? Radio's not mixinWhile shots whistlin, ****** on my block listento the Uncontrolled, mentally hold you P.O.W.Comin through, ain't no good, ain't no love for youCameleons play the wrong side of the fenceSwitchin like Clark Kent when the drama commenceLadies and gent's, my poetry's beyond intenseFind me in the trench, while you hold your spot on the benchBest invest in me, favored heavenlyI.N.S., address me, as your excellencySuccessfully defendin my belt with first roundersWhere close friends get treated the same as out-of-towners"Check--check--check--check the bangin sounds that I invent...Check--check--check--check--check--check...Check the bangin--the bangin--the bangin...The bangin sounds--sounds that I invent" -> Ghostface Killah(Inspectah Deck)Jurrasic insides, I rise above the norm'Urban icon, ridin on the eye of the stormVeteran form, spaz like memories of 'namDuckin bombs on the rendezvous with Miss SaigonCalm assassin, showin my face so they can knowWhen on Beatstreet, I paint a picture like RaymoOn the lay-low, makin dough, aimin to blowGot away to go, so I'm just takin it slow>From the Shao' borough, throwin the thoroughbred flowEchoin in the ghetto, throughout the metro'Bout to let it go, give me some room to elbowWatch *****es stick to a ***** like velcroYo, the plan is to grap what I can within my reachExpand like the crystal white sands that fill the beachWith my hand on the piece, one eye is on the beastThrough the rhyme I teach history class and move the mass..I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythmDroppin wisdom, for my ****** locked in prisonFor those on the streets, rock ir in your systemOne's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin *echo*I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythmDroppin wisdom, for my ****** locked in prisonFor those on the streets, rock ir in your systemOne's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin *echo*
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