Separate the weak from the obsolete...
He lived it, he loved it.
He made it, he gave it all that he could. The art of rap music some wish they would.
A life13 years ago gone too soon. The best that ever lived, he gave it all that he could give...
I travel on this journey called life with a rhythm on my mind. One night life whispered a poetic song in my ear & like a thief at an alter call I was reborn!! Destined to paint the town poetically me.