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(Lil'Sci) |
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1,2 1,2 yes! |
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Yo,it's King Gheedra, combined with the forces of nine ether |
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Blowing woofers and tweeters, shaking syllable meaning |
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Disaster's cataclysmic, mystic natural, it's about time |
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We hit you with some substance that's actual |
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I got a gift call, hip-hop prophecy, says 2003 |
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Ends the reign of the jiggy MC |
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No more roaming on this planet like scavengers |
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Sciences broke the code of the Gregorian calendar |
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Define laws and space in time, trying to trace my lines |
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Hold up, respect the architect |
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Digital rollin, my whole crew roll with VS |
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Type to master this whole universe in three steps |
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We stretch across the equator with something major |
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Universal rhyme tones, tamper with ya timezone |
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Minds blown by the millions jus' for the feeling |
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Hip-hop it just don't stop until I make a killing |
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Nah I'm kidding, but for real |
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The world ain't the same no more |
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Take your life to next level or remain no more |
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Take your life to next level or remain no more |
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Word up, word up |
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(Stahhr) |
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Well I'm colliding with the mind of a |
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Survivor surviving, uncover the time brother |
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The high volume white collar High styling |
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Verge jocking the side,dodgin mirages |
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Conquer the vibe, hunger lurks |
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Nine to five work saga, god bless the life |
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Father trife, crawl for the light, pounding the |
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Globe on sight, vocal pimpin it's throat |
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So you know how we go down yo |
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Struck from the getto yo, medal throw |
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Settle the dough , live showbizz |
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The cannonbal, weapon, men and arms |
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Four section, super intelligence, balance |
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Benevolent, stinging nettle medicine |
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Crouch tiger, dragon , craftmatic |
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Watch ya back, if, catch this |
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Fascist through the atlas, first class diplomatic status |
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Stagma flag, overstanding the plan |
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Bar skin, then a ? streets watch timex clocks ?punchless? on the dot five |
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minutes to rot |
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So we blew blocks, crews |
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It's old news how we do... |
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(ID 4 Winds) |
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I'm a drop one rhyme |
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For everytime I cross the thin line |
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Between yours and mine, see, it's |
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Part of my design, shifting paradigm |
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Yin and yang combined, must be out ya mind |
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Thinking star would never shine |
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Pops duke, focus with a hawk's eye view |
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I'm all that, a plaintain, and some Ital stew |
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Gettin' spinache, British, ATL upin this |
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Even avitronic figures be thumpin' off over this verbal elixir |
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Magnetic attraction, raw, nearly jacksons |
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Straight open in the caption, here comes the hix and braxton's |
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Lyrical contraction, delivery reaction, it started with a passion |
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That's just the way it had been, raw with umbilical cords strapped |
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A corpse, won't drop a curse, while mustard hit this spouse? |
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Sharp with a needle, try to reach the people |
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Y'all fiending for the sequel and the beat's not even EQ'd.... |
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"WE have a snake to catch!" |
