Friday, November 5, 2010

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The music I choose is the rhythm of my reality
hip hop beats and I am a rebel warrior
bluegrass fuels my dream of simple living
classical slows my mind and calms my body

Many characters I can play
roll with the motion of the wind
today I was feeling The Roots raw product
wordplay and I feel strong like an artist

Sometimes I forget who I am
but damn I like to be nothing
nobody to answer to in this world
freedom like a leaf in the breeze

I will fade like the memory of the dead
presence felt in the changing of the Earth
want to drop the tension and the worry
she's got my weight so I turn up the volume.

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