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Mic check, mic check
Yeah, the mic alright? Thanks a lot
Uh, yo
Its Brodha V
Some of you might have heard of me
I talk about money, I talk about rap music
I talk about getting high
But now, Ima talk about God
Back in the time when I was lacking a dime
My hopeless youth had me slowly get attracted to crime
Then sat an alliance to talk it out with practical minds
Felt a force within me, get all my talents combined
Enacted a mime, enlightened, I decided to rhyme
Delighted and excited, Im planning to rap til Im prime
Started spilling ink on the paper and planned to get signed
But the world is biased, so wild, they got me slapped with a fine
Never got a chance, never let me spit on the mic
Only cause I come from a land where people aint white
Day and night, I keep flowing, completing all my demo tracks
In spite being denied the right by anti-democrats
Unleash my rage through music intense
The cultural shock that got my whole community tensed
Thats when I close my eyes and talk to God
Peace in my head, Im singing this song, and it goes like
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Life is an octopus tryna choke you with tentacles
Survived by only those who prove to be sensible
With only two choices, good and the bad, uh
The hardest part is to be choosing a path, check this
I couldve got myself in dealing with drugs
Or maybe pop a weaker person dead while chilling with thugs
Maybe blow up my fathers money spending on clothes
Fake an attitude for winning all them feminine votes, uh
One point of time, I got absorbed in foolish lies
Was juvenile, thought it was cool to get into brutal fights
I even had the thrilling urge to kill
The next second, the whole feeling reversed to guilt
I was offered a gun, thats when I dropped it for a mic
Took rap as a career and I thought that this was right
I close my eyes and give my thanks to God
Peace in my head, Im singing this song, and it goes like
????? ???? ???? ???? (thats right)
?????? ???? ??? ?????? (uh, uh, uh, take it and go)
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Im being frank and Im speaking my mind naked
Every day on my knees, praying to God that I make it
The only hope that keep me going is I know Im artistic
To levels extreme, my haters agree Im God-gifted
But that dont mean I lay around like clinical bait
When its mayhem in my head at such subliminal rate
Cyclic monotony for me is cursed as debt
Im only halfway through the phase between birth and death
One day, I wish to be like Eminem or 2Pac
And have a million people chanting, Brodha V, you rock
And maybe, wish to have a girl like Emma Watson
Or even accept a Grammy on stage while mamas watching
But til then, Ima see days when the weather be rough
I better be tough, Brodha V gon never give up
Now Ima close my eyes and talk to God
Peace in my head, Im singing this song, and it goes like
????? ???? ???? ???? (thats right)
?????? ???? ??? ?????? (uh, uh, uh, take it and go)
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