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Mars ILL - Sphere of Hip-Hop Pt. 1
(from the album Raw Material)
© copyright Uprok Records/Sphere of Hip Hop Records/Mars ILL

Verse 1:
It’s there and it’s here, it’s far and it’s near/
All my hopes and all my fears are manifested in the sphere/
It’s distorted but it’s clear, it’s my enemy and my peer/
It’s as wack as radio rap and it’s doper than Premier/
It’s all of what you see and it’s all of what you hear/
It’s Def Jams, it’s So So Def, it’s On Def Ears/
It makes you cheer and lets you chill, it saves and it kills/
It’s unbelievably creative and it’s run of the mill/
It’s fake and it’s real, it’s politics and it’s skills/
It takes up all my money, but it pays all of my bills/
Still it’s simple to decipher and difficult to discern/
It’s hip-hop, it’s paid in full, it’s hard to earn/
It’s you must learn and I got it made, it’s who’s the man/
It’s brothers gotta work it out, it’s parents just don’t understand/
It’s overblown and underhanded, Pacific to Atlantic/
Watching all your dreams get shattered and all your wishes granted/
Where ignorance runs rampant and knowledge reigns supreme/
Where loyalty’s highly regarded but everybody switches teams/
It’s closet aficionados and It’s microphone fiends/
It’s where we say what we mean by any means for Elohim/
It’s all that you despise and everything that you hold dear/
It’s war and peace, it’s this and that, it’s hip-hop and it’s the sphere/
It’s all that you despise and everything that you hold dear/
Yin and Yang, it’s love and hate, it’s hip-hop and it’s the sphere…

Verse 2:
It’s up and it’s down, It’s free and it’s bound/
It’s sight and it’s sound, it’s mainstream, it’s underground/
Profound and common sense, it’s past and present tense/
It’s dollars, it’s cents it’s guilt it’s innocence/
It’s bent and it’s sober, it’s on my mind and on my shoulders/
It’s the Bronx, it’s Queensbridge, I forgot, the bridge is over/
It’s New York, Los Angeles, Atlanta, Minnesota/
It’s hip-hop, it’s even freaking North and South Dakota/
It’s contained within my headphones but still it blows my speakers/
It’s big willie wannabes and it’s Poor Righteous Teachers/
It’s living for the moment and it’s dying over nothing/
It’s we’re all in the same gang and it’s headed for self destruction/
It’s tougher than leather, it’s no one can do it better/
It’s ripping a freestyle and it’s your writtens to the letter/
It’s a sling and a stone and it’s fully automatic/
It’s the sphere of hip-hop, peace to Plastic…