Day 23: Out Cold (16 Bars)

Out cold, out cold
I’ve been kicked out of my time zone
My hand’s on that microphone
And I’m rapping on like my mind’s gone
Autopilot, its so easy
I stay fly, don’t go queasy
I may bite for no reason
Then say bye, just go with it!
Just go!
Go with the flow
You feeling the feeling, you already know
Tricking or treating from city to city,
we killing the scenery
Bringing in dope-ness
Hope for the hopeless
Freedom for the chained and we know that we so blessed
Eyes on the word, we know where to go next
Time for the world to know where their hope is


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