.I'm falling up flights of stairs,
Scraping myself from the sidewalk,
Jumping from rivers to bridges,
Drowning in pure air.
Hip hop is lying on the side of the road,
Half dead to itself.
Blood scrawled over its mangled flesh, like jazz,
Stuffed into an oversized recor.
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