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Hook: This is where i live, live ‘yo let me introduce myself they call me Paul Marz attack with a barrage, take cover or get hit a soul in the dark speaking poems from the heart the sound sets me free so my mind is not trapped HOOK X 4 im different than ur avereage in the way that i think i been trapped in the dungeon, been a long time commin I just spit it with passion im a verbal assassin dark luminous im like a druid with my actions HOOK X 4 my fam comes from egypt i was born in new york i’m visitin the earth,yo i fell from the sky i can see what u think, same second that you blink transferred to the land of the eagle
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| This World | |||||||||
for every man there will come a day cuz this world that we live in aint a cell or a prison
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| A Few Words | |||||||||
I got a few words/ No love, No rest, No peace city where we never sleep/ on the creep, liv’ live and countless people die / families of those people cry I think I’m losin my mind/in these last days and times nd realize that faith is blind/ no1’s got a faith like mine how i triumph is pure lyrical science
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| Rap Tragedy | |||||||||
Come see how I create a rap tragedy, savagely There’s fakeness, all around me..I cant take this I’m pacin, back and forth while my hearts racin from this life that im caged in, rapidly againg I tear shit up they call me natural disaster u extra fragile leave ur whole being fractured the flow is bazaar… chase it, leave u breathless
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| Lyrical Outlaw | |||||||||
Swift, flawless and sick when i spit..
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| Ride Silent | |||||||||
I ride silent in the shadow of the night suddenly everything feels like its alright, im too hype wont surrender, I aint that type truth is I don’t keep a gat, I don’t really need that paul marz, a synonym for Marvin the Martian my flow must be haunted I float with my content Letter To Rappers everything’s the same, just a different day some want money and some want fame I explode when I grab a microphone everything’s the same, just a different day some want money and some want fame
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| Wake Up | |||||||||
Wake up wit my eyes wide shut Stumble to the kitchen pour coffee in the cup Look up to the sky, see tha sun rise Sit down grab a pen nd a pad nd write rhymes Any beat I’ll attack but I ain’t lookin for a deal Im a beast on tha track im jus lookin for a meal Tryin to get my funds up, Oh how I hunger, Just like giant who just rose from his slumber Float to the sky then I rain with the thunder Open your eyes to tha pain and discover Tears fall from our mothers in this concrete jungle Meanwhile rappers keep telling us keep ya guns up Man I wonder , the struggle is among us How we gone live right, while we poison the youngsters Answer that while I ask you this how do the poor feel rich while the rich stay pissed? just a little twist I realized it exists while staring in the devil’s face through the morning mist I guess that this is just the way that it is From the cradle to the grave after the womb to tha crib
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| Aim For Excellence | |||||||||
I woke up happy, like it was my birthday thought it was wednesday, turned out to be thursday shots of tequila nd jack as a chase? that’s what i get for drinkin in the first place ..feel dumber then the sucker slidin into first base yo dave, higher the base, let’s cause an earth quake make the earth shake, ay-yo u heard me? my brother from another mother was a drummer in the 3rd grade now we search fame, on a quest for cake the kind u stack, not the kind you bake try to find what you lack, it’s your mind that you bake i’m defined by my acts nd the time that i take make you blind when i rap, i shine in this place cover the eyes in your face, i will blind you from space on pace in this race, tryin to celebrate swingin wild with a blade, tryin to cut tha cake with a grand in my hand, one hand handstand.. me and my clan, we do it for the fans no matter what color u are, we all fam… white man, black man, asian, taliban… hands up
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| Been Through The Storm | |||||||||
Its like everyday im aching as I sit in the rain waitin for the storm to end, the skys gray nah I feel like a slave, same shit everyday through the nights nd the days I stay hype in my ways memories like movies that continue to replay when I look into the mirror I see him in my eyes then he tells me God’s watching me every single night Life’s a bitch than you die,
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When I sit back think and reflect on what I’ve been through, “My Life is all I have, My rhymes, my pen, my pad.. My life’s somethin like this, I sit and reminecse, “My Life is all I have, My rhymes, my pen, my pad..
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I’m sorry that I haven’t wrote a letter to u but I figured I’d start spittin for a minute or two sometimes I think back on the days of our youth but little did I know when I started skippin school stuffing bags of trees in the socks of our shoes I remember how I felt when I seen u on the news but until then I’ll keep prayin for the truth yo im tryin 2 keep my head in school ……know what I’m sayin my dude? but u tough u cud hold up
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| More | |||||||||
When I rhyme I’m in beast mode/ I live by the street code honor and respect, and love to my people
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I’m un-movable, un-crushable, un-stoppable I move through any road block any obstacle I’m Mike Tyson in his prime/ I’m undroppable So stand tall against me I make u topple// cuz Im like Jordan in his prime, and Ima show u why Cuz it’s my time to shine when the game is on the line If we losin by 1, 98 to 99 I’ma hop behind the arc and shoot the 3 behind the line//bcuz No way, no how, not later or now// There’s haters for miles/ but none of them are phasing my style To me ur just like a child/ im un-touched by ur fouls You can’t slow me down / I’ll never throw in the towel ya know I’ma shine in the end, till I run outta breath I’m gon ride to the death, till I’m a messy lump of flesh I got God on my side so who really wanna test? To stop me u have to rip my heart out of my chest because
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| Beware | |||||||||
Put the kids to bed,cause this is not rated G |
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