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Cell
phone
my
manager,
via
email
I
book
tours
Never
met
Vincent,
I
opened
my
own
doors
Guerilla
strategy,
employment
what
I
nominate
Independent
artist,
this
climate
seldom
does
accommodate
Government
to
regulate,
business
to
a
Ronnie
wait
More
oval
like
a
woman
when
she
ovulates
Abominate,
we'll
dominate,
I'm
ill
like
Obama
say
But
off
the
radar
like
I'm
dipped
in
stealth
bomber
paint
Without
complaint
I
take
direction
many
writers
take
Export
compositions
outside
the
United
States
And
many
times
they
still
spin
in
vinyl
plates
I'll
make
Japan
charts
before
you
count
down
at
eight
I
don't
hate
but
them
playlists
can
cause
distress
I
must
confess,
their
rhymes
hardly
ever
fresh
Not
boastin,
it's
passion
and
it's
eloquentness
Zone
coastin
international
like
LONS
Lock
it
down
where
I
dwell
with
plans
to
sell
In
the
Caribbean
motherland
and
Japan
as
well
International,
frequent
flyer,
inspired
Twelve
inches
sold
separately,
some
assembly
required
Now
I
guess
since
I
ain't
tryna
sign
no
major
deal
I
get
respect
like
my
last
name
was
Dangerfield
Guerilla
by
design,
slow
grind,
spit
rhymes
Consigned
by
minds
which
push
paradigms
Underground
aesthetics
while
I'm
bumpin
in
your
stereo
The
strive
to
be
aboveground
like
New
Orleans
burials
Aerial
as
I
travel
for
mic
handling
Homie
sleepin
on
my
work
as
if
they
overdosed
on
Ambien
Guerilla
indie
grind
until
something
gives
Kiss
Jam
Q
or
wherever
hip
hop
lives
Ain't
payin
no
attention
'less
I'm
payin
for
a
mention
And
that
practice
don't
allow
me
to
muster
up
a
pension
During
aircraft
ascension,
take
one
last
look
Stoppin
nearly
every
page
in
my
passport
book
From
stateside
to
worldwide,
it's
always
an
honor
International
top
rockin
like
Atiya
and
Donna
Worldwide,
got
DJs
spinnin
the
plates
While
I'm
collectin
sky
miles
like
secretaries
of
state
Jet
set,
jet
lag,
touch
down,
get
bags
Custom
check
and
I
take
two
stops
To
Port
of
Spain,
that's
where
he
had
to
wire
checks
And
cash
it
in
the
in
a
Trini
dialect
Intent
to
be
the
illest
while
I'm
makin
these
records
But
I'm
moonlightin
like
Bruce
Willis
in
Civil
Shepherd
The
9 to
5 tension
make
aspirations
erode
Opportunity
meets
rep,
I'm
tourin
the
globe
Get
caught
up
in
the
politics
of
area
code
You
can
miss
your
callin
like
your
life
on
airplane
mode
Back
on
the
road,
stay
tourin
and
securin
dates
With
my
DJ
rockin
breaks
in
your
city
state
From
the
wilderness
to
motherland
to
occident
It
ain't
stoppin
'til
we
rockin
every
continent
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