MARS ILL

MARS ILL - Sphere Of Hip-Hop

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[Verse 1:]

It's there and it's here, it's far and it's near

All my hopes and all my fears are manifested in the sphere

It's distorted but it's clear, it's my enemy and my peer

It's as wack as radio rap and it's doper than Premier

It's all of what you see and it's all of what you hear

It's Def Jams, it's So So Def, it's On Def Ears

It makes you cheer and lets you chill, it saves and it kills

It's unbelievably creative and it's run of the mill

It's fake and it's real, it's politics and it's skills

It takes up all my money, but it pays all of my bills

Still it's simple to decipher and difficult to discern

It's hip-hop, it's paid in full, it's hard to earn

It's you must learn and I got it made, it's who's the man

It's brothers gotta work it out, it's parents just don't understand

It's overblown and underhanded, Pacific to Atlantic

Watching all your dreams get shattered and all your wishes granted

Where ignorance runs rampant and knowledge reigns supreme

Where loyalty's highly regarded but everybody switches teams

It's closet aficionados and It's microphone fiends

It's where we say what we mean by any means for Elohim

It's all that you despise and everything that you hold dear

It's war and peace, it's this and that, it's hip-hop and it's the sphere

It's all that you despise and everything that you hold dear

Yin and Yang, it's love and hate, it's hip-hop and it's the sphere

[Verse 2:]

It's up and it's down, It's free and it's bound

It's sight and it's sound, it's mainstream, it's underground

Profound and common sense, it's past and present tense

It's dollars, it's cents it's guilt it's innocence

It's bent and it's sober, it's on my mind and on my shoulders

It's the Bronx, it's Queensbridge, I forgot, the bridge is over

It's New York, Los Angeles, Atlanta, Minnesota

It's hip-hop, it's even freaking North and South Dakota

It's contained within my headphones but still it blows my speakers

It's big willie wannabes and it's Poor Righteous Teachers

It's living for the moment and it's dying over nothing

It's we're all in the same gang and it's headed for self destruction

It's tougher than leather, it's no one can do it better

It's ripping a freestyle and it's your writtens to the letter

It's a sling and a stone and it's fully automatic

It's the sphere of hip-hop, peace to Plastic

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