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Brick Wall ft. Koziosko and Plarks

from Mind of a Tehranist by eMCee Killa

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To fix you up like medicine, My sedatives ‘ll sever kids,
Chatting nothing relative, irrelevant,
Its daywalkers and killa’s on the set again,
Don’t believe in god but this tag team is heaven sent,
I’ll hang you up by your head and then strangle the last bit of breath out your neck to death,
In Retrospect your style was washed up like the gold coast,
The ocean seperates but we still seem to roll close,
Unite druids like the summer solstice, I drop thunder bolts,
Spit then I suck a rolled spliff,
It’s the runner road kid, leave the gun alone, reach every fucking show,
And won’t stop at nothing when the funds are low,
Sub control, when I find what I love to know,
Son your whole team cos its easy to ruck and roll,
But I ain’t paying all your maintenance fees,
Your like heroin, injecting all your venom in me,
I lead rap and don’t rep this competitively,
I team with up with the best who can step on a beat,
And make it sound fucking heavy on streets, to park benches,
To mansions to semi’s and peeps with guard fences,
A league of our own, while you seat in the throne,
Punch your teeth in your throat, try to breathe then you choke,
All the demons and ghosts give me reason to flo,
So I pick up the mic and defeat every foe,

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from Mind of a Tehranist, released November 1, 2009

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