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The March

Sunday, August 21st, 2011

I was born..
I was born..
I was born..

I was born in a concrete jungle
and I learned to make my own way (learned to make my own way)
I was raised by streets and the beats
and the books and crooks of L.A.
I was taken by the power of the word
and I had a whole lot to say (had a whole lot to say)
And I vowed, always to...

The Balance

Tuesday, December 21st, 2010

[Aceyalone]
Mix the mix master DJ play dat beat
Won’t you play it for me
In the mix mister, ha, forward
The second somebody dies somebody else is born
People are celebrating while other people morn
Home may be home to you but to me it’s foreign
Even the matador don’t pull the bull by the horns
One...

The Guidelines

Wednesday, August 4th, 2010

Let’s begin
Asalaam alaikum, people of good will
I offer you the greeting of thought manifested skill
to finally reveal the open-end chapter
As real as the flesh that you’re embodied in
to the skull cavity your mind is rotting in, I’ll be riding in
And there might have been a slight, rotation warp to curve
the...