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Old and gold, are they the same how come you mine the gold millions years old, left to rot and fry such disgusting piece of shit, that's far cry oh hold up wait ain't 90's the golden age jazz, soul and hiphop such pure stage was it wrong to mix them or is it thanks to J dilla we can miss them hey yo, lets go old, older than old older than the word old was known older than human starred in this world older than than the hypothesis created the world older than the big bang and warmless cold, universe where the future was determined to be failure greater the effort greater the regret either you win or learn but who gonna make the change big world-small heart, fuck off your idea, too busy to implement the change lets change the bass a bit let get philosophical with it i live for two reasons viz. i was born / i am not dead yet all i care is about survival and leaving late lets get real here, death is only the fate everything else, its fortune before hell got a business there, handle it with care oh dear! life's too real to live and believe when i fail the sentiment of cent and currency the only thing rocking here is mockery on life and how's the hell life is in hell trying to fit in yo, i know this shit don't matter to you you're probably broke listening to me through public radio or saving all the money for your tiffin all you know is to collect some bucks to eat for today, you don't know tomorrow what feeds you is your job fuck the judge till i don't see the cop harder life is what i got fucked up time i don't deserve but hey, who said life is fair you do all the work and get sth. just not enough settle down kid lemme tell you a story story so old, even gods above passed down the rivalry , a tale of a demon and naturally obtained name life/ that's all i think about/ all the time the past is done and future is unsure/ yet trying to feel what would i feel like/ i got no present/ i don't live in future though/ ain't got no gifts/ still need to fix damn future though/ gotta give back from whom i got/ gotta learn fast so i don't get caught/ up in the fade up society to forget my ground/ that's norms and values/ no most know about/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/gz4real/message

Words on this: alright alright all kinda of vibes in this shit feeling like universe is instrumental somehow lets get in you inside my thought then part A no rules to abide by, might sound like a lot but wait and listen, the world i envision what if money wasn't a thing, like no currency or barter shit everyday everybody just do their thang and everyone could get what they want like do it everyday, do what you want, whatever you feel passionate in or you could sleep all day and just live to the end of the day really come with me, this might feel like a dream, this is a dream you see everywhere people, no prices, not a scene the best chef are cooking, and the artichets are building you get anything you want for free, you wanna rap, bust a verse, you wanna fap, bust your nut, you wanna clap, go to the concert, no money no problems i want you to really envision it like you are an animator and shit, you come back home when you feel like you did it on way home you buy healthy and sweet to the wife and children you watch tv where only best actor exist, just for the sake of acting, while sitting in the best couch, made for the sake of comfort like abort all the greediness and gutter . you can even order a Ferrari or 3 till y'all realize you don't really need that shit. anything you get more than you need is poison to your beat. you heard. now currency ain't a thing, you might dream bad like race taking over the fact i made education free, so the driving force is just your will shit this twisted world could generate lotta kids and no work for lotta kids but when everyone gets a shot at being who they wanna be, they will work their asses off for it, and ain't no robbery or shit since currency doesn't exist. you dig, the fame, the norms of society, the hood and their quality, what if i deleted this equalizer money & create equality in this equity shit. ----------stupid!------------- beat - dreamville ladies,ladies,ladies --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/gz4real/message

Perseverance and perspective of a homeless working man whilst breaking the 4th wall. The rhyme goes like: Yo, The intern in internet, knowledge infinite Still programme enters in internship / To advert eyes to advertisement / Just prior to preferences, prioritize your differences Got declined with blind shades of eyes/ You remind glory days, rewind back to sweet lies/ Good things take time/ work in the dark to shine in the light/ The ethics to grind, without a dime! All in my mind I think, I am homeless except the home's less than hope I guess/ Wondering around the bridge crossing states/ Seeking 3d jobs just to keep my state/ Thats dirty diificult and dangerous for state failures/ Ground works failed my staright, just consequences of my failed years/ And yet, the small depth of river catches fears, like the layers gonna take me far from here/ Still death in home, feels dear/ Perseverance to hold falling tears/ Got declined with blind shades of eyes/ You remind glory days, rewind back to sweet lies/ Good things take time/ work in the dark to shine in the light/ The ethics to grind without a dime! With my swollen eyes I see, the boy in love with music/ Headphone with b and earphones with akg/ Early morning and late evening passing by the bridge/ Spitting a verse or yet repeating the steez, cold sneez/ Oh he got somebody to remember him, family and friends still singing that ghetto symphony/ Well you never know who a person be/ Hardships may not be what he promotes G/ So lay back and see, for yourself, what he goona be!/ A advice young man, if you'd talk to me/ I dunno what he'd say cuz I haven't talked with him! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/gz4real/message

Rhymes goes like this: know it all, know who you be! that's what she said, time has changed tear gas exchange, but that's not the weapon, react, do it proper, intact, keep it together forever and ever never let them, question the peace otherwise reedem the seeking beast like brazil did to portuguese america keep taking the lease just to feel y'all powerful, protest please! yo, imma justa reporter whatever i see, i report ya on the top of the branch, i see y'all distance and time taken proper if nothing, a thought provoker and here;s a thought 1617 and i just bought a slave a female momma said, she;s your toy pretty boy Becky paid, jeez, so big and so white oh yeah, i got money that's right, you a hoe, only miine for life now stand up, suckasuck, wear that dress like you got nothing to hide oh well, even that body's mine, cut that finger then, lemme devour the juice, all in, and the power 17 and a bitch, so good, she even swallow my spit baths with my piss, and eat my shit white like sky, under bright night riding my cockpit ain't life a bitch, another slave on sell, black she is okayy, I'll fuck her in the day and another at night, lemme enjoy my eclipse fight! another jerk, pussy so tight like you so right close my eyes, best night, time cries, 400 slide: okay alright alright a day here and back to my timeline, wait, wha, wh, really now: that's what John said to me, it's white supremecy hell, what that even mean, well apparently, black lives matter but after dying no no no, that was a crime isn't that everytime, a crying lifts a riot few white men punishment abide, next day and everything alright like yesterday until snuff film arrive! they just show you, you can slaughter a man in the street in board daylight, making snuff with black life, that's why race lies! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/gz4real/message

Did you know ice moves like a slime, breaks and travels around the world for thousands of years to become an iceberg. Well, how would you, it only moves a few centimeters a day and in your busy life, even most focused once out the cruelty that has to be tolerated by everyone losing their culture. Even then, they have to feel the gratitude for letting themselves live on earth by others. What life is this? Looking back and learning, this is why history is important and I got a sample of what history has been for Natives. ./ heartbeat feel you heart skipping the beat but ask yourself is this even real let's do hip-hop as KRS said it, huh move our intelligence lighten darkness start off where you should have end see a life, a kid brought in schooled by the business, that's where your thought's end so let me tell you a story of a kid born in minor family minor but all over the land lured some powerful smuck to keep their hand I mean the foot so call it invasion through modern root hence conspiracy was inspired plots were conspired the action spoke for itself heh, it was shut down by wire the saliva cut down by chipping a notion slowly stimulated him to a different nation get this, he was sent to school place to intellect any fool, huh nope, he was just a speak of tool his tribe was in the verge of pick and fool money attracts power, persistence overcomes resistance the kids were thrown to new culture, there their native communuication failed not cuz they want to, hell they had no choice tried to confine their kids to system they loved and rejoiced but what could they do, they were many but skill was few the power of mind, trapped them in century long fine paid the price just for living in a land they wanna call freedom the irony of this curved line parents lost their children and children their identity slowly the culture lost istelf along with its territory the natives were removed, the new ones removed the history sun like kings, set dusk to bring another dawn get this, The most benevolent king communicates through your dreams. but the kids were stimulated subject, robbed of themselves just like films they were felt loved and forced gratefulness, as the conqueres raised the new army for them, yo, now its all done! What about you?? --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/gz4real/message