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Peace to Big L', my Den of Thieves homies like Jamele
Rasberry, son, remember your style very well
Old Man, Juke Luv, back to Scobby, Burrell
Slop Rob, Big Rob, the brothers, Fruit and Fred
Can't leave out Khalif, Tremaine, Maxwell, and Isaiah
Dee out in Germany, see you once I conquer Brazil
Fee-Doub', Pat, Frank and Ron, Ken, Kitika
My people's up in G-town, what's good wit' ya
It's your boy Howie, kill all them rumors you heard
Still pitch a flow, strike you out in the third
Wordplay more than simple verbs, thro' a
Mean metaphorical curve, crowd response, like some baby birds
Drop a worm on 'em, wardrobe still Wally's, leather preferred
Correct your science like a chemistry nerd
Got thots who run plots on herbs, they wear tank tops
Loyal runners, no frontin', they make their bank drops
Cops feelin' me like Denzel in "Safe House"
Using Wikipedia, it helps to figure my slang out, anyway
Back on my business, designing 'nd rhymin' exquisite
Them Bally's cut from a lizard
A diamond in the ruff, grew to an iced out blizzard
Was cataclysmic, ran wit' gold bricks, copped from the wizard
My wiz is seeing my metaphysics, my pen catchin' blisters
Yeah, my writing exciting, been nice since tongue-kissing
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Used to joke 'nd slapbox wit' Derwin Cox, popular spots
Mini-park, and the block, Charles and Ren used to rock
Them hi-top fades, amazed
When they danced, how they blew up the spot
Parties became my classroom
I would study the art, DJ in my off days
Brainstormin' in purple rain wit' Prince playin'
My first time rhymin', ain't know what I was sayin'
An out of body experience, enormous, me and Bruce Banner
Swap stories, people in awe, we was just transformin'
Illustrated, rock well like my first name was Norman, could be
The best 'round your way, still ain't have nothing for me
Run laps around you half-ass Rappers until ya bore me
By then it's fifty to your ten, just keep the other forty
Absorbin' lyrical portions of my flow, just record me
Been a killer for decades, on a low like Jason Voorhees
The album ain't got enough cuts, I make more bleed 'nd
Still honin' my skills in every off-season
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credits
from Gray Matter,
released November 11, 2019
( E. Gardner, H.E. Pritchard Jr. )
Produced by Ern-Money for Ern-Money Productions and U.M.A.R.C. Management.
Written and performed by Howard Bronzson.
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