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Album: The 2nd Comin'
Freak the freak, the funky freedom swinger,
Bring a beat this way, you know I hear the dinger,
Sing a song like...
Time I swing, the thirty-four ounce way,
Bounce like justice, trust the statement of hip-hop,
I drop rhymes like psalms,
Open up your palms, receive and believe,
Grieve no more, 'cause I can pour lyrics as strong as poor,
Make you drop your jaw and say, "Yo, that reeking is raw,"
For sure like, "Oh, my God,"
The F.O.S. is back with overweight tracks,
Can I sport a rhyme like Hall?
Reese feeds, and I release like war,
Write rhymes over beats by more, 'til I'm tired and say, "Ah.."
But did, that's all, four square four,
Make them call for you, make them fall for you,
Grow them tall for you, so the can war for you,
Save them all, would you, could you?
Do me a flavour and meet my saviour,
Pray to no one, sunshine,
He's my only sunshine,
He makes me happy new year, dear,
Appearing tonight: the Freedom of Soul,
Swingers, I want some zingers,
Chicken fingers, 7up bringers,
Cherry 7up, not in a cup, but a couple of bottles or cans,
It don't matter, man,
Sam, James, June, Tone to T-Bone,
The Slackster attacks the...
It's be as sweet as Maya nights on a hot, summer day at Sugar Hill,
Will you fill your mind with what I'm swinging your soul with, baby?
Soul swinger, swinging rhymes, tingling spines,
It chimes your earring or jazzy, ask me,
You know the souls be the main goals,
I choose this to be my choice: I use my voice to get the message across to those who are lost can cause plenty in my life,
My entire life be dedicated to those who are not animated, but for those who are grated or intertwined with the same mind as I,
Souls be the main goals,
I propose your flows, I've got to shows what you knows,
And what I know is this: you can kiss my fist if you dis, and I don't miss,
Enough of this, let's get back to the hip-hop,
Peace be soul-swinging, and it just don't stop.
Hey, I'm believing and receiving the leading of the soul-swinger,
Refer to Colossians 4:3 for the have been imprisoned in these,
Weasels proceed to take a bullet,
When it comes to the tug of war, they really have no pullets,
Tripping, 'cause people need to be down for the long haul,
My phone calls ring when I hit them all fours,
But all these things lingering makes me retreat to swings and things,
Rhyme's influential, and it might seem that I could...just might make a mind scream,
Seems like mics be the lesson what I love, but loving even more to the Lord above,
Sewing my body hearts be the arts of my music, but swinging souls be the whole goal, my man,
So let me jack back with the devil's throw,
Can I get some help as I yell, "Swing souls"?
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