Wolves In The Bronx produced by George Young The Infinite

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Lyrics for my verse on "Clear" by Lister Rossel Feat. Seven Star, Prez P. and Anbless Nabi

They call it a spark an idea is like light in the dark. Kites and keys electricity running through the heart. Sometimes it all falls apart. leaving you with the blessing of a brand new start. Idea pusher you can say. Slanging thoughts everyday showing my addicts the way. Out the woodworks when the pied piper plays notes for the plague dismayed and afraid. I enter the fray with new concepts of faith displayed on 2 trays. Words vibrate w/ emotional focus when I pray. Conditions so grave I had to Change my perception of the grave. The idea that we're all modern day slaves revealed to me my the frailty of the inner minds cage. There's poison in the airwaves. Thinking out the box while another box has my eternal gaze? All of this will pass like straight A's.

"Clear"