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What Bounds My Sould

What bound my soul is as hard as bromite i might not be so intricate with words i leave sixth sense condescending my metaphors absolutely power driven you'd be using Greek mythology if you tying to describe me like a deadly earthquake i erupt your souls from poverty, exacerbate your minds so you can think properly while other Emcees dig with mics that are temporal i rock with heavily monumental rhymes and mics that are deadlier! looking for what bounds my soul is like looking for what bounds Ethiopia and Biafra Hip Hop is my game what! Hip Hop is my name! i write for every black child, black magicians, black slavery and black myth it was i who spoke about gentrification i spoke about killings in Africa and poor girl education Hip Hop educates every black quixotic child saying to them; be idealistic and practical the power that i speak of is truly magical dangerous, nebulous magnetic resonance what bounds my soul is rocking shows with steady mics steady rhymes and steady vibes This is Hip Hop and it shall not be televised

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