Testi:
A New Found Talent

book Now let my story be told, behold what they don't know At age 22, the Lord gon do A modern day miracle God gave me the talent to be way lyrical,

yer drain pipe's a-pourin' And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin' And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin

ve gotta put it right back where it started To figure out that we are meant for more. You've gotta sit back and relax, Cuz I've found that all this stress is killing me. (Merci a

I be chillin' with a chick and I'm about to hit it yo I imagine that it be happenin' in a video Really though, everything is a song I got a trick Make

sons and daughters to yearn, stand firm If you lookin at these hooks you becomin a mad worm Danglin from the pole of the fisher, the corporate fisher The talent

cracked the Phillie open and found a talent that was hidden I kid no man whose similar to mental migrane the Masta I.C. enters now in ya game It's been a

so, weak in the knees they can hardly breathe Fuck a tree, my sentences provide the photosynthesis I leave the god damn rap world suffocating A new jack ain't nothing but a

s virginity [Wordsworth] Now these are similes, stop mixing the two An asshole - no talent - that's a metaphor, a description of you You said it was

back to men Only he could give the glory back to the world Among the highest civilization ruins, They found a stone altar. There was a flame on the