[Master Rock]

Master Rock:
From the park to the streets, from the west to the east
it’s the war, it’s the peace, the inheritance of the meek,
to the pain that it leaks, from the blood that they seek
It’s what keeps me… up at night
It’s the strain, it’s the strife
the process of my plight, it’s knowing when to pick the fruit when it's ripe
its's harvesting seed to bloom for my rights,
It’s sight beyond sight, it's more than the eye can see
interdimensional, a vision beyond three
times as dope, it pierces the vein another way cope,
I reminisce and I poke, diggin deep and I soak,
from the bus stop, mean streaking streets for props
we scoping out the plots aiming for perfect spots
it’s an understanding, an urge the itch don't stop
starving to eat all the toys in the shop
breaking, all the way to pop n locks
table turn, revealing
not the cristal nor the bottle pops
It's the mean, it’s the streaks
It's the nod to these beats
It's the night and the freaks
honey drips in them sheets
throw-ups in them streets
fat laces on my cleats
sparking of the leaf
From the clenching of my teeth
savoring of the beef
It's the reach from my peak
where the wonders never cease
It's the culture
it's the art, It's my part
lifeforce, my heart
It's where the rhythm starts
it's the blues
from the color that they choose
It's the samples so give me a little piece
It's the chops so gimme that beat
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Exis:
It's shinin' brightness - It's darkness, decay
It's life & a predator stalkin' it's prey
It's walkin' this way, It's not conformin'
It's cold as ice, It's hot & scorchin'
It's silence & screams, It's to die, It's to breathe
Amongst creeps & violence, It's a child of the streets
It's to cloak your image, It's to provoke the limits
It's the realest shit, It's jokes & gimmicks
Food for thoughts up in it, churnin' your mind
It's a la carte, It's a burger with fries
It's a burden, It's light - It's discernin' a lie
It's a tidal wave & it's turnin' the tide
It's clarity, It's to blaze a sack
It's fakes & acts, It's to state the facts
Got the grace & tact of a social retard
It's an expandin' mind, It's total recall
It's peace & calm with enough havoc
It's blood splatters, Love & drug addicts
It's rough, savage - It's upholdin' decrees
It's anarchy, It's the code of the streets
Got laws of it's own, Never go to the police
It's the written word, It's to flow on a beat
It's rockin' a show, On your block, On the go
It's conflict, Withstandin' all the shots & them blows
Lacin' them tracks, It's young peeps achin' for stature
It's DJ's, Graffiti, Breakin' & rappin'
State of emergency, Nowadays it's gats, Pimpin' & crack
But I love it, It's Hip Hop, & it's as simple as that.