Tribute To The Blind By Tmonet I'm free to be me but you don't see me so freely so just be me Once You  don't see the beats through the melody If melodie's a felony, i'm straight telling you to imprison me 'cause my tendencyt is to break the beats frequently Stop the beat Retreat Find the heat Rethink Chorus: Tell the bitches to clap while i rap, Tell the hoes get up while i flow so they know that 365 24 we got the flow 1) and its real kinda like flo jo 2) dont ya know So if you need an image to fight back Step Back Cause I might have to try that One crazy home grown mic mack laying down these fat tracks thicker than anthrax My free flow goes way lower than i told ya So While the old skool boys smoke marijuana Beat mastah flexx and his sistah will deliver mike flows pouring like a river Cause My verb popping beat rocking is void of bebopping or chrys popping But not stopping the ass romping foot stomping beat boxing raps like a teddy bear in taps like a red rider nitecap a mayor on crack or that mike's color gap i am here to piss you off, make you think cause i can show you a thought, but you need to dream So *Chorus*1 I may be white, I may be gay, but baby maybe i drink tangeray and hang with Dr Dre maybe my mike skills creat mayhem and we all know if i say niggah i'm starting shit no matter where I'm from it's not legit like i need to be a ghetto prodigy to get buckwild and my sense of style is just a wild hair in the ass of a nation that really doesn't care about race relations Maybe I'm a hater, maybe I'm a G Maybe I'm whatever that exec makes me or maybe I want my shit bootlegged and Sony covered in eggs Dubb my shit, hell buy my tape and dubb over it with something they dubbed into a hit and then think about who is with it think about the G spinning gangsta shit with beats made by a kid in long beach so hooked on coke he is outta reach they own his shit and the excuse for a contract breach now he lives on the streets Think about the Cops stopping crime now think about the kids doing the crimes biding time, till it's do or die time Think about the bombs we send to babies while generations get lazy Think about the last time you saw a bra burn then the last time you saw an army Think about life Think about death Think about we are the only ones left Think about dreaming Think about free Think of a time when you thought it could be Think about you, now think about me Does the mike know the color we speak?