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THE MUSIC FOR THIS PIECE...
http://youtu.be/s1SxMOw7xV4

I CAN DROP THIS SHIT BOUT A KAJILLION WAYS...HAVE YOU STANDING ON A PLANET IN THE FARTHEST REACHES OF SPACE...BOUT A THOUSAND LIGHT YEARS AWAY...BREATHING ALIEN AIR...SEEING STRANGE SHIT.

I CAN PUT YOU ON A STREETCORNER IN THE MIDDLE OF A CITY...AS THE BUS RUSHES BY AND THE HOT EXAUST BLOWS ACROSS YOUR FACE...PAPER FLOATING IN THE BREEZE...A MAMA RUSHES BY ON HER WAY TO WORK...AND YOU STAND AND SEE.

OR WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE LAYING ON A BEACH IN FLORIDA? A WARM WIND AND THE WAVES SEEM TO SAY HUSH AS THEY BREAK AT YOUR FEET...COCONUTS OF GREEN THAT TASTE SO SWEET...MANGOES THAT DRIP JUICE ON HUNGRY TOUNGES.

I HAVE LIVED IN FORESTS WHERE THE SUN FALLS DAPPLED AND COOL ON THE FLOOR AS BIRDS SING IN THE TREES AND INSECTS SING ON THE WING...THE SOUND OF AN ANIMAL AS IT DIES..A SHARP SHRIEK AND SILENCE.

FIRE AS IT DANCES IN FRONT OF THE EYES IN A FIREPLACE...SNOW ON THE GROUND OUTSIDE...A HOSPITAL IN THE CENTER OF THE METROPOLIS WHERE LIFE IS FOUGHT ON A STRETCHER AS DOCTORS AND NURSES RUN ABOUT...THE BLOOD IN I.V'S. WAITING TO DRIP INTO VIENS.

I HAVE SAID BEFORE THAT I CAN FLIP THIS SHIT...RIP THIS SHIT...AND TEAR THIS SHIT UP.

A SCRIBE OF THIS LIFE... ALL THESE LIVES...THE ONES HERE NOW AND THE ONES THAT WERE HERE BEFORE...A TESTAMENT TO THOSE TO COME.

SO MANY THAT SAY THAT THEY CAN SEE YET THEY ARE RAPED BY THIS REALITY...THIS MENTALITY...FALSE IDEAS OF SUCCESS AS THEY DWELL IN INACTIVITY...PUSHING THE SAME IDEAS AND IDEALS.

I CAN TAKE YOU TO THE GATES OF THE SEVENTH LEVEL OF HEAVEN ...OR I CAN LEAVE YOU DWELLING IN THE SEVEN HELLS WHERE THE HEAT IS UNRELENTING...YET IT BURNS NOT AT ALL...A THOUSAND YEARS IN FLAMES.

A PICTURE OF THE MANY PICTURES PAINTED IN THESE WORDS...
I REMAIN THE UNKNOWN...THE GRIOT.