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Monday, March 24, 2003

sometimes I spit more than an eyefull// flow to spread the word like jesus' disciples// my bible goes by a different title// its more like a show lets call it mundo's recital// it is the word of the world just your average joe// maybe like someone you know or do not know// flow never the less/ meant to express// words seemingly as they exit my chest// possible, could you imagine// sittin right there as this shit starts to happen// it'd be like one of them holy sightings// some would rejoice others call it frightening// the fact is you accept or reject// really without thinking of what was before or even next// the step taken to get to this place// the reason this man wears a scar across his face// the stories that make me who I am// the past, present, and future I hold in my hands// the person you judged but never really knew// like hitler's holocaust on 6 million jews// its so extreme I know but yet the same// if people only saw the similarity so plain// I present to you before your eyes// IQ here to educate and hope you realize//...chorus

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