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Rejected again
When I expected a win
I never neglected to grin
When she initiated eye contact
It seems that time's gone back
And it's ice on black
So I didn't see it coming
And I kept running
It all happened so fast
That I fell on my ass
I started laughing at my past
Til it started fighting back
That's when I knew I had to use my rap
To get back on track

Chorus: This is what hip-hop means to me

Every time I feel bested my life
And molested by strife
I go home to have sex with my wife
I make love with my expression
And rub out the tension
That has mounted
And surrounded
The day
So I can climb the mountain
I found when
I played
And get back to the safe place downwind from where I stayed
Just so I can smell the fresh air
Yes there's
Always hope blowing to shed cares
There's always a test where
Life doesn't get fair
In these moments
Where I've left my heart open
And let it all flow in
Sometimes I'm not ready for the ocean
Of emotion
And corrosion
Of the rocks by the shore
So I feel the pain a little bit more
But it's not in vain that I explore
And I keep on walking even when my feet are sore
And I bleed to the core
Because I see the need to be pure
And I sleep on the floor
Until the light creeps in the door
And I can't sleep any more
Because I weap in the morn
That's when I know I'm free to be born

Chorus:

Some of those metaphors paint a hazy picture
But they're not crazy scripture
They reflect the haze of thoughts
And the maze that I've got
To write my way out of
In the past I've always found love
From within
To get smiling again
Knowing that I'm not trying to win
I just want to begin
Because for the moment I've stopped
All the doors seem like they're locked
Until I remember the powers that dreams got
This scene's not
Written
Until I fit in
A key
And get back to being me
And now I feel free

Chorus:

I told you what hip hop means to Mission Man
But I haven't told you what I like as a hip-hop fan
I love the crazy rhythms Rakim
Is dropping
Not stopping
Just popping
When he's rocking
The mic
The music Dre lays is out of sight
It pounds so tight
And sounds so right
I grew up on a Tribe Called Quest
And I ball best
When the rhymes are fresh
I've removed a lot of mystery
Listening to history
Through music
And how the other side views it
Life isn't just about what I've read in text books
And love isn't just about how sex looks
It's not all glitz, glamour and rock'n'roll
And not all chicks clammer for cock'n'balls
I'm not hypnotized by flickering images
I feel more wise from the lyric that distinguishes
Hype versus truth
The right versus proof
And tonight's verse is poofed
It vanishes
As language is
Is dispersed
In a verse
Interspersed
With vivid imagery
From those gifted lyrically
My spirits lifted hearing the
Energy
That sets me free
And lets me be

Chorus:

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