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Notoriously enterprising, vocals for analyzing |
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I move, defiant speech more deeper than Poseidon |
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Give me, the highest esteem like hundreds of cream |
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Lick a shot off like Spock with them laser beams |
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Its the, greatest vocabularian in era |
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My styles vary like leathers, niggas rocking the serum |
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Living forever 40 ki's couldn't measure to the treasure |
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From these pedigrees I flow larger than C's |
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Cristal and Dom-P, getting sexed in the 'telly |
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From bitches, who's in the running (how they look?) up with Halle Berry |
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I'm far from ordinary, I pitch a K like the arm of Satchel |
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Beware from the strength of the Natural |
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[Verse 2] |
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Now from below I die trying like a Japanese hero |
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Lyrics are Kilo's the outcome nothing but cee-lo's |
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Leave those, unprofessional pros alone |
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Enjoy the sound that's now emitting out the microphone |
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I'm every word personified, create astonishing lines |
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Go inside and pull a paragraph or two from my mind |
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Then decline the competition and recline inside the vision |
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Of uncanny type precision, hit 'em in all positions |
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Let it be known, my apparatus is stone |
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Inject the hyper tone inside the space between your headphones |
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I'm naturally grown, but leaving it sewn just like a surgeon |
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Money I'm splurging, that mean I got to leave it burning (right) |
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The simple fact, I'm like a Mac when I hit |
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Reality perceived to me, this ain't no counterfeit shit |
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Doing my thing-thing, I pitch a K like the arm of Satchel |
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Beware from the strength of the Natural |
