(Beanie Sigel)
roll a "L" and burn a incent
it's like magic when i invent
this shit that i present
yo turn my levels up a izinch
and drop the trebble down the pizinch
and let the bass commence
to relax your nerves
it's like a paintin with no color it's-why i attach the words
my mind the brush, my life the canvas, the world, the easel
combines a perfect picture for people
my words is colorful like autumn
the way they fall on the track like leaves when i record emthere's nothin like it when i write
and i don't print, i invent it and predict it like a psychic
pull down the shades on the windows of your soul
and gaze into your mind and watch the wisdom unfold
i was taught when your vision's impaired