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Off my mixtape "The Unknown Lyricist" FREE D/L at http://www.datpiff.com/an0maly_The_Unknown_Lyricist.m46318.html

I heard a song say god bless the broken road
I guarantee the singer never had a broken home
Or else he never would have wrote the song,
I turn it off with the remote control, because it contradicts my broken soul
And I hope in full, but all my wishes are similar to an oceans pull,
I try to focus whole, But got no control,
Emotions grow, When rolling with a molten flow
I got fire for deliverance, rhyming that be killing this,
tired of the charts so i set fire to your syllabus
Messiah for higher I fly above like Dilla did
I pride myself with realer shit so try to find an iller kid
I eat and sleep hip-hop so if you come by,
at dinner or lunchtime i'm coming with punchlines
Even at breakfast you can hear me flow
A killer serial, over two bowls, and only one is cheerio's
The other one is just to level my head
And keep it high and try to fly with angels in heaven instead
The devil I get, I try to keep him settled in check
The kinda burden that can make a rebel upset
It seems irrelevant even with a heaven sent
Like if every president would ressurect and live again
I ain't religious so I don't sit and wait for miracles
I'm the only one i know to steer my soul

Is it all about the benjamins?
Well I can't answer that but all I can say is that I don't wanna go and end up in
An ever to similar situation, to those i see go to work in a daily routine and hate it
Just to make it, and I got a limited time on earth, so i rhyme like dimes are finna be mine,
Why you sittin behind, no need to waste it
life may be a number game, but you don't see me playing in the matrix
I can taste it, A mouth full of fire, i preach to the choir of satan
Like I hate it, my rhymes are flames that cannot breach the surface they are worthless sitting in Commercial's basement
(i can't take it

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  • do you write your own lyrics?

  • @jdogjr9509 yea

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  • @IDCWTFMYNAMEIS music is blind, or atleast it should be, but people focus too much on image rather than material, when i listened to this i was busy on facebook and listening deeply , and An0maly is hands down the best artist to do this with, his lyrics have soo much body and soul, u can tell he is speaking truth and his lyrics come from the heart, which beats the shit out of any image that he or anyone else could have

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  • This kid is a fucking genius

  • @SuburbanInvasion Hey I dont think you have and I dont know if you would want to but you should look into doing something with George Watsky.

  • Damn ... :)

  • DAMN. This kid has mad potential. Keep writing.

  • yo dope flow fashure. hit up my channel and take a listen homie, im def a fan of ya brother

  • @IDCWTFMYNAMEIS - Fuck working on your image man, look however you want to look like. America is too superficial, its time to let people know we don't give a fuck and we spit regardless of what we look like.

  • work on u voice man..give it more originality and then u will be better..ur good homie and i neva call anyone good. good lyrical shit

  • if you dont get a deal in the next year this is one fucked up world we live in...

  • u got heart

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