The Drunken Fist as Bruce Lee?
To read in between, my Sun between her and I.
To tie lose ends, and wrap up the Rap Game.
With the lame the walk and the blind can see.
This ain't Christianity, this the Dragon Path.
To clap the rat, the satellite on the spine.
To secrete the root, to boot, the New Orlean.
And you thought we were on the same team.
To take a sip, to Eclipse, to rip.
With the 06 tag, the new fad, confused on the Crip?
Here's a small tip, the blood is blue.
And she's my reflection, she is you.
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