I represent Atlanta as a residential primate Cause I was born in the “A” I didn’t have to migrate I got a civilian heart but a presidential mind state If honesty is illegal I’m about to raise the crime rate Wait a moment while I start my tank And explode drawing with pens as I start to paint I’m on Atlanta sidelines like Arthur Blank Reciting lines that’ll leave minds of author’s blank From Flat shoals and Flakes mill to MLK I rep Atlanta like Jesse Hill and MLK I’m on the Underground Railroad Freeing slaves and galvanizing the game til the underground sales more All are bored with the mainstream I think I can, I think I can, TRAIN lames to think again The main thing is to recognize the main thing Hip-Hop is dying cause rappers just wanna gain green That’s why nobody’s safe Like Atlanta-Hartsfield letting ammo through the gate Off a plane from Pakistan tagged bags read the Taliban But rappers’ll do anything to pack a stand They said Atlanta is the Mecca – for now But I say that Atlanta is forever As long as we bring the real back I’m going fishing for competition with rod and bait Cause this is reel rap Homey so where you live at? Im dropping tangible quotes – can you feel that? A hot track … (=) I will kill that So much so, Wanda will have to say “he did that” Im the new news Sophia should thank me Im spitting bars so cold I made Frank Ski It’s Blessed Wun introducing fate The A-Town Original Mix tape

I represent Atlanta as a residential primate Cause I was born in the “A” I didn’t have to migrate I got a civilian heart but a presidential mind state If honesty is illegal I’m about to raise the crime rate Wait a moment while I start my tank And explode drawing with pens as I start to paint I’m on Atlanta sidelines like Arthur Blank Reciting lines that’ll leave minds of authors blank From Flat shoals and Flakes mill to MLK I rep Atlanta like Jesse Hill and MLK I’m on the Underground Railroad Freeing slaves and galvanizing the game til the underground sales more Cause all are bored with the mainstream I think I can, I think I can, TRAIN lames to think again The main thing is to recognize the main thing Hip-Hop is dying cause rappers just wanna gane green That’s why nobody’s safe Like Atlanta-Hartsfield letting ammo through the gate Off a plane from Pakistan tagged bags read the Taliban But rappers’ll do anything to pack a stand They said Atlanta is the Mecca – for now But I say that Atlanta is forever As long as we bring the real back I’m going fishing for competition with rod and bait Cause this is reel rap Homey so where you live at? Im dropping tangible quotes – can you feel that? A hot track … (=) I will kill that So much so, Wanda will have to say “he did that” Im the new news Sophia should thank me Im spitting bars so cold I made Frank Ski It’s Blessed Wun introducing fate The A-Town Original Mix tape

When it comes to these rhymes I'm a leader and it’s evident Commander in chief like the president So ima keep it brief like pelican And flow hard and cold as a tree on Mt. Everest Nonsense rhyming to me is irrelevant But don’t stop for me do it for your betterment I'm tryna get to heaven because I'm heaven sent Flowing in the world now searching for the hell of it The system is so corrupt people smell of it U can stay out of court with an out of court settlement People making tens so thousands just to sell a pit But they made signs and stood in line just to yell at Vick If racism is dead because barack buried it Then why the union workers tend to work for the confederates? They hate tiger but forgave David letterman Killing amateurs it’s obvious im a veteran I – want – you – to – know – this – is - my – life I – will – not – slow – down – don’t – think – twice I – grow I – flow I – show I – won’t – stop – til I – blow - why? – cause I – want - more When my - pen begins then it’s out the grenade – I – Put it on my paper to blow up the page Been an Atlanta brave since forever like bobby Yet my flow so hip-hop Xerox can't copy So u should try to make a dance song - why? You might be fly but I am Neil Armstrong A space rocket when I land mine You’re a small step for a man but I'm a giant leap for man kind Cause I'm - reppin Christ till I say bye Flow so hot when drinking water throat stay dry – why? I'm spitting fire every which way By the way I'm living higher than a rich “j” - Once u get my disc bro It’ll always in ya crib like bro man from the fif flo - and oh You need to let the hatred go Aint no need to count the cons when you’re dealing with a pro I – want – you – to – know – this – is - my – life I – will – not – slow – down – don’t – think – twice I – grow I – flow I – show I – won’t – stop – til I – blow - why? The radio will never let it play The truth is what they wanna keep away But that's exactly what I must relay Until I'm old and grey The troops are fighting for Oil of Olay So you can crank your car up everyday And drive from where u stay to where u work, then from work to where u stay We burn 27 billion barrels everday! Struggling just to put a dollar in ya cheverlot And yet we barely stop to think and pray The black family is an endangered thought when thinking of today Cause women can't discern who's not and who’s gay But I aint blaming them I'm blaming them that stray More or less it’s really nothing left for me to say -

I’m up all night - I’m up all day I don’t sleep much - Im too busy I got a job to work - I got work to do Too much work to rest - Too much work to move Too many customers Gotta develop the material the number 1 perennial a hustler It’s 3’oclock now - It’s 4’oclock wow I’m working overtime my stash is overstocked now And so – gotta deliver like a flying stork But not with babies though -More like a flying fork And so – gotta deliver like labor pains Every time I push the pen I’m invading brains Dropping rhymes like Japan did with Navy planes Lyrical Global warming yall made me reign And just in case yall forget it I’m working harder than ever forever get with it I’m… Oh my God this boy is killing yall right now man… Blessed Wun is in the place to be This boy never sleeps, he stays up all day Just working in the studio, let’s go, let em’ know Its 6’oclock now - I met the sun again Picked up the good book it’s time to meet the Son again I’m feeling sluggish but at least I’m having fun again Ok back to work time for fun to end Too many wanna be’s want a fortune But they aint – willing to stop chillin on the porch and Put work behind their words of promise dreaming about they future They stuck in one spot like their mirror is Medusa If you used to being broke - I feel you but I don’t I’m working circles round you like the shape of a croissant From the a.m. to the p. - I stay in misery And when I hit the bed my pillow say it’s missing me Cause sleep I never get - My shoe will never fit Don’t try to put it on or laziness you’ll forget Staying down like cement - Releasing like a vent I’m busy like the president, busy ever since, ever since! I’m A man yall boys better hit the coffee shop and get a cappuccino or a frappuchino or something get some caffeine in your system this boy rollin man… I don’t think yall ready for him… look.. Let’s go Music is all I do - My neighbor’s catching fits My beats disturb the peace they think it’s ludicrous Im true with this -Easy for me to say If rest is auto-tune? -This this is D.O.A. I’m not stop like - A long green light I’m pushing through fatigue like a tight soldier sleeve I’m a soldier boy – tell ‘em hop out the bed And put ya swag on - I’m making baker’s bread I barely stop to eat – my team needs some rest We going hard like Khaled saying we the best I blessed this beat – I’m on to the next one putting holes in the track like swizz beats Everyday a star is born no rest though I just wanna be you successful So prepare to see me working til my minds dead And even then I’ll be working in sleep cause my eye’s read A man yall boys got some Visine or something? This boy eyes red cause he working all the time yall better get on the grind you know what im tam bout? Its bout time

Let’s take a trip into the heart of the city With 50 million bricks it’s a hard living yearly Rich people living in it had to start a committee Called “Get-rid-of-em” excluding the smart and the witty Yea – bricks first later deal with all the people They knocked down all the projects without looking through the peephole Power is in numbers but the numbers aint equal It’s like – pushing a camel through the eye of a needle We the people – struggle juggling life and a dream Neither – sleep or conscience we just caught up in between In every single city street crime is supreme Ironically it’s usually on Martin Luther King I think the schools and the building’s made of Lego’s Cause they can break’ em down and start over if they say so Benefiting all except the people lacking peso’s Instead of Winnebago’s they’d be happy to win a bagel And so they moved some people out so they could move some people in Putting people in the streets so people could live within The Inner – cause ever since the gas prices burst Suburbia decided not to drive as far to work So instead of riding buses – they’d rather grab a cab and go to dinner Filling the other people up with nothing Thinner bodies thinner population Within the lobby of a dying nation Patiently waiting on inauguration Taking that monumental moment as a sign for change Hoping – to never have to hold another sign for change Hearing a thousand “no’s” searching for food In the garbage with a pile of clothes in a grocery cart that rolls What will it take for us to realize that we’re supposed To oppose anything against the human code Of Love – just focus on the one and only judge and you’ll make it Into the Inner City up above In 36’ it started with Tech Wood In 2009 it ended with Bowen Homes Broken homes was the Inner City’s vivid eye soar - should The children suffer cause the neighborhood was wrong? They said they’d make a voucher for all of the residents To get housing but they ended up on a waiting list And for what? – On Sunday they were chillin on the porch By Monday they were told to leave or get forced Married to state housing they received a divorce Prenuptials were signed but of course So you can get the things that you bought they are yours to take but The building that you’re living in is mines to break – It’s great For the wealthy but it’s bad for the poor What happens when you’re accustomed to having a door? Now all you have a floor and four mouths to feed Kids in the street crying it’s too loud to read… geeeesss

Yea man A lot of people out there talking like they doing something But they aint talking about nothing You know what I’m saying Everybody infatuated with the fads that are going on Tryna Changing up their hairstyles wearing skinny jeans You know what I’m saying A minute ago it was trapping Now everybody rapping… yea In the south people rap a lot But not like Rap-a-lot They yap a lot about hanging in the trap a lot They say that they be making paper on the corners The only corners I see them on are Lithonia’s Two hundred thousand dollar homes aint the hood And you eating good until you make a meal from bologna Tryna be gangsta just to get ya brain popped We call’ em soap boxed, because they brainwashed They think game locked – and so they try to get keys Thinking they would freeze all the rain drops Then they put the same snow back in the same pot Following your mentor swallowing the same block With the same glock that he had before he got knocked Until you got stopped in your drop by the same cop Now you’re in the same pen as your mentor with the same pen Pad and pencil – same plot Saying I’m a toastmaster Talking freely as a slave “but if I don’t get paid I’m a Toast Masta” That’s the – mind frame of a mind framed Picture this my brain’ll make ya mind change Dropping knowledge like oats I call’ em migraine’s Your head’ll hurt tryna play me like a mind game You’re driving in Saudi Arabia on mine lanes Blowing up tires when you’re riding in my lane Switch – lights off, lights on Wack rappers don’t deserve the right to have mic’s on The mic cord is the fuse when I’m on cause I light the mic up until I have mic’s blown And I refuse to have half a mic Can you imagine having half a mic on half of mike’s songs? A “Thrill” on the “Beat” get it? Forget it, you can’t compete when I spit it cause – uhh – I live it Emcees aint ready – why? Because I toast dudes when I’m on the mic like a wedding But no Cristal – Just this style Never was a sharp shooter so I just “Miss-isle” Dudes complain that I aim spitting this out He spitting flames in the game blow the whist-isle Burning tracks I attack never lack the impact Of a tract-or trailer falling flat on your back From the top of a building, I’m building a building For my children and I’m willing I just wanna bring my family the groceries So I keep my head high like a nose bleed You know me – dudes acting like they God themselves But when them shells fly them broads can’t guard themselves – I Wanna send’ em to hell but I pray that they make it to Heaven And I stay with “The Seven” I aint talking about gun play I’m talking about… If you come – my way You will – see my words displayed on the screen I’m a let these people know exactly what ya boy mean I’m Blessed Wun – don’t ever test one This is a freestyle coming from the Blessed one I’m never stressed son I just do the best I can Every time that I get a mic in my hand … man

A…Allow me…to Announce, An Artist out of the “A”… with At least 3 Accounts… He’s African-American…About 6”3… Approximately… weighing in At 183… Apparently, I AM… Arguably Anointed, Already Assigned An Area to be Appointed… with All of the things I have Achieved… Emcee’s give me A headache so I need Aleve… And so it’s Agreed… that I’m Georgia born and raised on these streets I stayed Born to perform on stage with the beats I’ve made I get paid but it never was about a signed check This is in me – even when doing the sound check Hard work, perseverance, and natural born gifts Are the recipes for cooking up my talents, God first And you second – my reward comes third On the 3rd day He rose to Heaven So Heaven is my target Unsaved souls – is my market In or out of the church I spark it I’m heartless Because I gave it to the game so my veins pump Nothing but sweat, tears and pain for the lamb that was slain I maintain the message of His name Keeping His name in the message, for leverage Against the enemy hating the shine of a Child of God I’m searching for some talent America and abroad I’m the 1, 2, 3, to the 4 I’m tired of Dr. Seuss rhyme’s searching for more it’s like 5,6,7,8 I can’t wait for somebody that’s great so take 9,10,11,12 Month’s to practice some skill you actors lack 13,14,15,16 Bars – you might as well forget it I’m hard My mic is not a toy so I don’t play around with it I’m livid with emcees that talk it but never live it They screaming out impossible digits that don’t add up Picking up – trends when they need to pick a pad up And stop claiming that they freestyle when they write something Jocking Jay-z always tryna bite something Always tryna fight the true you and turn him into Somebody cool that – schooled you – what a pity From every city like L.A. to Philly Down to Miami over to Seattle then to Minneapolis I’ve battled many actors bruh but where the rappers at I hear the tracks and see you on the stage but where the talent at? Stop tryna get paid and practice with your penmanship Read a book and – don’t put it down until you finish it Learn to write complete Sentences – get your grammar up I’m cooking like breakfast no need for waking Grandma up cause I’m the 1, 2, 3, to the 4 I’m tired of Dr. Seuss rhyme’s searching for more it’s like 5,6,7,8 I can’t wait for somebody that’s great so take 9,10,11,12 Month’s to practice some skill you actors lack 13,14,15,16 Bars – you might as well forget it I’m hard

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