Through The Mic, The Style Is Jazz So. Downtown Toronto & Tokyo, Damn. Get Lost Within A Maze, Colors Never Fade, Tak'in On Everything And Then We Made. This Is History, Let It Be Known. Officially 53 Written In Stone And So. Here We Go, My Lyrics Defeat. Still ill With The Rhymes Still Quick On My Feet And Yea. For A Moment In Time, Hip Hop We Never Stop Always Looking To Grind. I Remember Struggling, Feeling The Heat, Eviction Notice On My Door There Right Off 34th Street. And They Say Every Night Has A Brighter Day, Poetry In Motion Need To Find Another Way. Until I Die, Spoken Words And They Hear Me Say. Look To The Sky, Every Night Has A Brighter Day
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