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Verb murderin' |
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Lerd |
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For them to serve |
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Workin in derb |
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Perkin that herbs |
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Turnin some heads |
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Burnin them permament |
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And peerin' in |
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Ya'll need to be learnin' |
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And sweep the tournament |
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Beat the feet burnin with deep |
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Discrete words inserted and keep churnin it out |
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Turnin' your doubt to worms and keep (promises) packed |
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React verbally |
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Back to back surgery |
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Aftermath [? ] with |
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Raps is sad |
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Dirty in fact |
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Murdering rap |
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What do you lack? |
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Money and mathematical |
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Militiamen whos |
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Ambitions will only keep your ass wishin so you can study my rap style |
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Huddling back crack with your buddy and whack pals |
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Cuttin' your ass down till you're utterly cracked brotha |
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You can't match skills now you're suddenly trapped |
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Caught in the act, yak, yell now suddenly smacked in ya'll |
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Face all pale like ('where tha reaction? ') |
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Now who the dope ass rhymer with all the fly flows? |
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El gifto magnifico |
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Now who be rockin whole crowds throughout from the front to the back row |
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El gifto magnifico |
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Who make the ladies say hi when the brothers say ho |
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El gifto magnifico |
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Now who the rhyme traveler shootin' through the cosmos |
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El gifto magnifico |
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I'm lyrically aligned with things that you can't see |
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Physically |
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Therefore you can't see me |
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Master the cancer |
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That's spreading the black panther |
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Let in your head and you're dead |
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And I'm only getting the dance floor warm for |
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Dancers |
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Carry the gift like |
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Claus |
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Snappin a whip on Donner Vixen and Prancer |
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Asked for the future I'm here |
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And have more information than a cyber hallway |
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Half of you bastards are now stored |
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You fell in a trapdoor |
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And entered the true realm |
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Of rappers that rap raw |
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Rap jaw tap |
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All actors |
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The black nerd thug |
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Showin you [? ] the total strength of what a word does |
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Word up vision my mission and intuition |
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Nutrition will have you listen |
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And pissin and (feather lyrically) |
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You would step in my kitchen |
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Forbidden the synonym flowin |
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I'm sittin and (biddin your gnome?) |
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My adrenaline shittin on innocent victims |
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And killin them slow |
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You feelin it though? |
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Now who the dope ass rhymer with all the fly flows? |
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El gifto magnifico |
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Now who be rockin whole crowds throughout from the front to the back row |
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El gifto magnifico |
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Who make the ladies say hi when the brothers say ho |
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El gifto magnifico |
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Now who the rhyme traveler shootin' through the cosmos |
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El gifto magnifico |
