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    dots Submission Name: Gifted by: Dij & ChrisDJarmon 0522200.6dots

    Author: Sadijah
    ASL Info:    20/F/Hazelwood
    Elite Ratio:    1.62 - 0/0/1
    Words: 463
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsGifted by: Dij & ChrisDJarmon 0522200.6dots

    Some people have it, some people donít
    You either will or you wonít
    If the ball was pitched to you would catch it
    Or bat it, and try for homerun in elastic
    v1 (DIJ)
    The intro to this song donít make sense, but this will
    At birth, it was like the doctor told me to swallow a pill
    All the transitions I had to make in my life uh
    First off, accepting criticism cause I was hyper
    If I could go back, probably wouldnít change shit
    My mother would probably be the same bitch
    My father never wouldíve walked out on his baby
    And leave another man, to quickly turn me into a lady
    Things donít always go as expected
    When my mother was fed drugs, ironically she was anerexid
    When I look back at all the shit that wasnít right
    Rap was the only that led me from the darkness to the light

    A gift, a curse, a very scary thing,
    I am rarely merry, with every varied theme,
    this is the adversary of hairy cherry teens,
    pull an R.Kelly and just let the merit parents see,
    a villian, of killin, and weapon concealin,
    feel it, donít bill it, wit a nextel surrealum,
    Every rhyme I deliver, is time I consider,
    to find the right line for my mind to be willin,
    To let go, of the fuckin stress yo,
    Like strep throat in a threshold whatís my answer yes no,
    this is the quest blow, into a new era,
    if you bent em, wit momentum, I dare ya,
    takin it all on fuck the sake of my people,
    Iím just tryin to be the next Evil Kenieval!,
    come on!!! this is my sequel, there is no equal,
    to the power of Chris D and Sadijah, 43 up!!!!

    I feel you still wit syllable compound combine
    And if I get it Iím feelin the bomb sound of mines
    For me D, no TV or CDs
    No eight tracks in eight stacks or EB
    Iím glad to be what I am where I am
    I say whatever I want, damn getting canned
    No image to keep, no flowin to a beat
    Just let my mind speak, Iím feelin so free
    Iím glad to be special IEP
    They always said Iím probably wit ICP
    Principal called me and my girl, failures to our faces
    My records clean, his sonís sixteen catchin all types o cases
    I didnít write this just to get attention
    I dedicated this to kids on permanent suspension
    And when you fussin and cussin and they tell you
    You gonna be nothin, blaze a trail leave em eating the dust then!

    Submitted on 2006-05-23 11:02:45     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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