Fresh - forever rhyming eternally saving hip hop
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I spell it out for you fresh like when my shit drop
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S-C-R-I-B-E, the S-C chilling at the beach playing on my PSP
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A lot of rappers stunting tryna claim they're the next me
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They just fronting yo they know where the best be
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And New Brighton that's where I got my first house boy
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Then I rode threw the east like the Decons (Deceptikonz) in South Aux
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I'm self taught, and never selling myself short
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Yeah every rhyme every sentence is well thought
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And I never say die when and ever we vow for it
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Yeah I beat them all off the docks to south pole
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Whole life I been living in house corps
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With the trap set right outside the mouse doors
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And no money but never considered my self poor
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Wasn't best dressed but was always so fresh so
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F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh
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My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H
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Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like
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F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh
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My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H
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Woah!
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Fresh like the sound of my voice when the beat drop
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Fresh like the smell of the rain on the treetop
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Fresh like the snow falling down on the ski slope
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Fresh like the sea breeze scented with sea salt
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Fresh like tic tacs and the grape flavoured mentos
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Fresh like island girls and a whole can of impulse
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It's not an insult
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Saying I been dope
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Since the first time
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First rhyme my pen wrote
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First verse I rehearsed and then wrote
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That's my first work now you thirst my pen strokes
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Plus I had to get the extra right
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And then the winters started practising for extra night
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I put my time into the rhyme to make it extra tight
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And now what's really fresher than a pack of extra white
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I know there's hope in the words that im yet to write
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So from now till I exit light
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I'm a bring it to ya
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F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh
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My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H
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Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like
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F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh
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My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H
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Whoa!
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I'm, steadily rocking these skills
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Heavenly stocking these raps
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Readily dropping them flows
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Never no stopping him
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The MC, like a D-boy popping and locking and
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Graf artists provocative, it's straight from the oesophagus
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From the city metropolis, the beginning to the apocalypse
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Ay sugars the mic I'm rocking with
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Imma representa the centre stage
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My residents motivating, elements a MC
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We keep it
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F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh
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My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H
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Fresh Fresh Fresh, my shit is fresh like
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F to R to E to S to H Fresh Fresh Fresh
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My shit is fresh like F to R to E to S to H
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Whoa!
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Sometimes saying 'I told you' so doesn't cut it
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[Repeated]
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F-R-E-S-H Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh
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F.R.E.S.H.
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| Scribe |
