Surreal & DJ Balance permanent ink

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I need a pen, a pencil, a marker
Creativity comes alive in the darkness
No distractions to interrupt my train of thought
So I can invent introspective collections
It's a perfect chemistry beats and rhymes unite with life
And when the vibe is right you can feel it worldwide
No language barriers so barricades
Don't sleep on braille or hibernate like bears in caves
Be prepared for change like a tip jar
'Cause when I spit hard, narrow minds can only get scarred
You should put down the microphone, grab a guitar
Or some other instrument
That doesn't require you to speed with intelligence
I'm done dancin' to these thug (????) tough guy fantasies; I got something to say
Cats switchin' up they image every other week
But these rhymes are written with permanent ink
Set sail, set a course with a metaphor
Then I dock on the shore, forever more
Take live paragraphs (Surreal) Yeah you know it's me
Stay precise with the pen (???) poetry
You talk a good one but can't rap at all
You just, run your jibs like a jabberjaw
Y'all some add water cookie-cutter type brothas
Natural-born suckas - put the mic down (put it down)
What I write down, is recorded on tracks
Mastered at the lab then pressed on wax
Sold at the stores, rotated by the disc-jocks
Cherished by the fans of this true-school hip hop
Later down the road, they pass it to they children
Who start to head-nod when they catch that feelin'
Words last forever while the earth is extinct
That's why I write rhymes in permanent ink
Just let me in here so we can talk for a minute
Promise I'll give it back after my heart get up in it
If we play this game not even dark gon' feel us
Spill the truth from the start so that our (????)
Then hope you get the meaning when I freely spit these words out
(????) shower from the bird's mouth
You can earn clout no doubt from what you say now
But lives are guaranteed to break (????)
You can find me sharin' this love with everybody
When at home, on the phone, or when I rock the party
Take this music way back to the start like atari
If you can't handle this message then for that, y'all I'm sorry
Cause I'm just trying to speak life everytime I open
My mouth, spit it out to the crowd without choking
Speaking like a beacon to my friends when I'm showing
This love, this grace, this light (?????)

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