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one and all welcome the don the EDUKTA rhymes up ALL hard theirs nothing greater in a class of my own say ya prayers the Gods bouta acend upon tha throne all hail dark vaider. In a competition i make rap composition bout tha pain and rhymes i exchange wit tha heart of tha fans to enhance they knowledage let they minds be polished. and leave them astonished as they go throu lifes conflicts. weather you gangstas flunkeys couldve been monkeys wanna be heard not alone for tha sweet sweet money, i be cunning running for tha president niggas say they got a present niggas set me up totin 2 tecs to wet me up cuz i move up in my class ion in the past i heard tha raps but i wanna be more than just a fan sumn call progress u niggas cant stop that man. I be canny like canibus i see math do the calcalcutions picture it as i close my eye theirs white board in my mind and God on myside the futures bright but it gon be easy but i just be breezy takin it easy not lettin negitive feelins reach me calm like the sea a stormy when things get real. Jewls and chains, still down to earth even when i take planes just my frame mind by Gods design my class earned by totin my rhymes till they sublime keep on tha grime still in my prime i poison speaks wit every line when i spit from nine. call that business like at the mafia style #roots #hiphop #real #rapdre

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4 years ago