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beat o’ the day
A lot of people including myself
get uncomfortable
when people including myself
get emotional

But I gotta be true to myself
and to most of y’all
man I still got love
for graffiti culture though

a lot changed from
the days of spraycan stories
see me in the yard today
lost like a freakin’ tourist

and I don’t claim to know much
all I really know is
we were 17 once
actin’ like we were immortals

fearin’ no evil
people said we had no morals
that’s fine, their corrupt world
it really wasn’t for us

we just laughed at the bullshit names
that they called us
hated us, we hated them
and both sides found out what a war is

we were winning in the beginning
then found out ’bout the horrors
don’t get me wrong my lover
hundred percent, no less

peace to my people
we grow with the knowledge
I bite on death same time
I’m playin’ hardish to catch

from South Africa
writers from New York
Australia, Spain, France
and Germany, up north

still the same rapper tellin’
cops to fuck off
and all my writers:
Survive! This my love song to y’all.

(promoe - these walls don’t lie)