Sunday, May 17, 2009

Sometimes I get visions of me packin my bags
with a smile on my face that I know will last
Someone takes me on and helps me put out my music
Told me to change the world with my lyrical influence
I walk out the door make sure i give mom a hug
Shes smilin happy to see her boy in love.
With this artform and this lifestyle we call hip hop
And I wont think about stoppin till I make it to the tip top
Im not real hard, but I am real smooth.
and if we battled, chances are id prolly lose
cause thats not what im about im more down to earth
and when the pastor spoke I heard all those sounds in church.
A lot of people ask me, why did I choose decan
I just wanted a name to go with the truth I was speakin
So if you remember somethin today make sure its that
Kuz I want to be in your mind, even if im wack.

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