Got Soul - Plead The 5th & Blueprint

Weightless Records B-Sides Volume One: Blatant Battle Raps
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This is my best attempt at jotting down the lyrics. The stuff in ??? I couldn't make out at all.
(I have no idea, I gotta email the kid, uh)
when i'm writin on track
in between the lines
I escape (I escape), when I finish the rhyme
I got soul (I got soul), that's why I came x4
I see an imagery portaited through viewfinders
And full of rays of colors, opening blinds, visioning all new comers
So caught an MC enthusiast, ??? post battle remind us
Compatible to sessions for burn victims up at shrinas
A disease in the street, while I hold the vaccination latex rings cautiosly inserted inside vaginas
A mabeline queen's confined to the obvious
Against the grain of fighters starvin art like painters in somalia, it's probably the
Distress of the process running at warp speed the dialect holding my words hostage at pinpoint
A strong approach like that of the past mere mortals confused in persuing lifes past
for directions, questions, never answered bending a mind frame and a revolving spirit
rederick the sedative has changed.
when i'm writin on track
in between the lines
I escape (I escape), when I finish the rhyme
I got soul (I got soul), that's why I came x4
when I'm on the floor
most of you players won't score
I shut down the ??? the moves that you known for
Extend the metaphor
I throw rhymes like elbows that cause broken jaws
Seeing you layin on the cold floor
With your ego soaked in gauze
With every turn I turn the illest cypher rhyme into freestyle and folklore
trapped in my corridor without an open door
i lock up mics like they don't belong
While bitch clicks get restricted to congical visits
you better make the most of your fifteen minutes of fame
cuz by the sixteenth minute they won't remember your name
theyll probably move onto the next john doe
(haha) shockin his monotonous rhyme flow
hiphop epitomized my single fans
yea, they showin me the money, but I want it in my hands
I'm tryin to earn alot more than just respect
cuz primes and rhymes accolades bounce like bad checks
and my debts take root, growin like trees
so I swear to be a household name before I leave, Blueprint.
(Repeat Chorus)

[@party306]

Lmao.
'I shut-down the bread and butter moves that you go for' Silent. :]
-Jonmusic

[@party306]

'I lock up mics like they don't belong!'
--Jonmusic