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DX - What's On My Mind Freestyle

Here writing on my computa, smoking buddha
Lettin the stress of my day swim away like a barracuda
As I rhyme about life and its problems
And thinkin, how I could resolve them
Imma bout money, and also about family
Thats why I send cash to my cousins down in Miami
I'll let you burrow green, but I expect a return with no delay
Tell ya to cough it up like Denzel to Snoop in Training Day
Now let me talk about family and whats poppin
Got a girlfiend who addicted to shoppin
Dropping, is my money stacks, so I break it off, she off on the train tracks
Cause lettin a girl sweat you for money, aint funny
It reminds me when I was stuck in project livin with days that aint sunny
Rags to riches, now I only fuck the finest bitches
Im good with women, like my boy Hitch is
So I switch this, conversation to business
I got enough money to light up more trees than Christmas
Money is a equalivalent to what time is
So I got no time to speak to racist fools like Imus
Im tired of peoples comments and media reactions
In my eyes, they just serve as distractions
From President Bush and his War on Terror
As soldiers from both sides are dying, because of his error
And he cant admit he was wrong, because then he'll look worse
Yet people die everyday, six soldiers in the hearse
And this idiot, has the audacity to keep goin
Pretends to not knowing that the deaths keep growing
Bias information from FOX News, cause they funded by the President
Using lies and propaganda to manipulate American residents
Saying what the administration is doing is heaven sent
Yet the forces off hell, is what they represent
Bush calling any opposers of the United States evil
Causing world-wide hate and tremendous upheaval
We the people, have the right for revolution
If our current government, is incapable of finding a solution
How dare you ask me for retribution to fund your war
I used to believe you but it aint 2001 anymore
You lied to the citizens about nuclear weapons
The quest for oil is the reason you stepped in
We are not here to police the world, just because we feel we're superior
As we look at anyone different as somewhat of an inferior
Just because we're rich, we don't have to be dicks
We're losing more respect than the New York Knicks
We got other problems to worry about than spreading democracy
Republicans only helpin the aristocracy, this shit is hypocracy
Now I'm in the mindstate of America as Earth's core
But we spend money on a war, instead of feedin the poor
There are malnurished babies, right nextdoor to me in Queens
Yet we use that money, on extra military machines
I feel like a Black Democrat, you can call me Borak Obama
As I scream "Victory!", you can call me Johnny Drama
With the willpower to catch Osama
Then turn his clothes to poke a dot pajamas
Put a hole in his head, for any person thats dead
From 9/11, send you to heaven, and then watch your blood shed
Watch blood spread to your head, turn your motherfucking turban red
I aint afraid to kill, I got a heart made of stone
If this Rap Godfathers, then I'm Vito Corleone

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So save me your sorrys I'm raisin a Army
Revolutionary warfare with Damian Marley
We sparkin da irons marchin to Zion
You know how Nas be NYC state of mind I'm in