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Lost Mind v.1
I used to think a nigga belong to be wrong
Harder to get over than a bad bitch when she cheat on
You and your relation for a one night sensation
Fuck a bitch amazing though lately just stick to blazing
My nigga called to get an eight in, we bout to blow it down
Turn up as the weed burn up that smoke is floating round
While I'm screaming vamanos, even a nigga mama know
I'm not suited for the drama lost my mind a long time ago
Far as my rhyming flow superb like the herb and vocab
Smoking helly kill, my nigga just rolled a moab
Thats call of duty for the duly inept, crew to my left
Last Real, you other niggas cue in respect
I'm losing connection to what niggas call reality
Writing my incite can make a lot of niggas mad at me
But as a genius story unfold into tragedy
I'd like to sit think I never suffered my insanity
Blame the vicious cycle cyphering to get a title
Always had the drive its ike my engine alway idle
Why though? Do not look at me as if I know
I been told I write cold I do this with my eyes close
I know I sicken them niggas they hos listening
Mad I'm getting chose off flows bout what we living in
You pretty boy Fabio, your lady saying adios
Please respect the steez I lost my mind a long time ago
Long as we grinding though wine and dine when time is low
No saving super mario all I do is pipe and go
I'm way too bright to slow my train for the games
I take the stage, then vidi vici a nigga make a name
After that I'm taking aim at the fucking one spot
This aint even rap baby I'ma call it funk hop
Shout to ASAP play this wit the trunk popped
Signing off its Phokuzd reminding you why you want not
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AncientWisdom
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Call me Pita, son of the metu netcher
Killing them out of conscious guess that would make me dexter
Yet that might make me extra I'm doing it just to do it
Pause to justify it with death, thats revolution
My niggas want reparations, sick of this living poor
In a city of much corruption, nigga just gimme yours
Flow sound like a jedi lighting them up with force
My path through time and space, setting my very course
For Earth its an ELE, and your people gone need a leader
My missions to take the planet, the quaking is off the meter
The energy is amazing! How is this even real?
I'm laying this very verse and the Earths magnetic field
Collapsing off my syntax and my grammar in action
Beating the beat like Thor with a hammering action
Engineers hear and start stammering backwards
The booth barely left standing at the end of the track length
Call it focus, yet I spell it phonetic
Melanin emphasis ancestry well connected
Kemet to modern Memphis, scattered across the tempest
Brand of setting you free, considerate of your senses
Niggas hear what he preaches, I dont see how it reach us
I cant find any truth, Jesus don't bare my features
I'm learning my native tongues and ancient spirituality
Maybe then wont have to be shrouded in duality
See the world for what it is awakened to reality
Can shatter all your past beliefs,
Ignorance of his pressence, use my word as a weapon
The disgrace and dishonor opponents recieve the lesson
Blessing as long as I'm recieved I believe
All things possible and no opponent eye see
So any time you spar emerge as the victor
The wisdom lies not in the speaker but the listener
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GHN (x taebeast)
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Peace 1st
02:47
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Riddle Me This
04:18
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anti-social
03:52
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Phokuzd Detroit, Michigan
An ear for music and a knack for wordplay may just be the signature for one of the hardest working unsigned artists coming out of the Detroit metropolitan area! Since his 6th grade econ class, Phokuzd (also known by monikers PITA and TenEightyP) has been bringing the skill of a true poet to the hip hop world. ... more
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