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Yeah!!! That's the beat right there. |
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I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit. |
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So don't try this at home, yo. |
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Yo, yo, yo |
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My style of rhymin is ancient like Aztecs and Mayans |
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Because I recognize its all about timin |
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Me and my freestyle alliance practicin African voodoo science |
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In front of 20 ft. bonfires lookin skyward |
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Calculating May 5, 2000 the nine planets'll be in alignment |
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The arrival of the prophet in the cockpit |
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Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet |
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With mercury ion rockets |
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And a big ass 'Canibus comin soon' poster on the side of it |
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I'm known geographically and intergalactically |
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That's why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me |
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They even tried kidnappin me |
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And they would've snatched me |
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If their craft didn't get trapped in the Earth's gravity |
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Engines stalled and failed. Crashed into a farmer's field |
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And that's really what caused Roswell |
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Undercover operatives workin for COM 12 |
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Disguised as a nigga signed with a record deal |
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Lyrically I'm off scale |
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So all hail or get tossed towards Hell, whatever y'all feel |
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Briusin niggas, confusin niggas like Chip Fu from the Fu-Schnickens |
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Hit you with nuclear cruiser missiles |
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Hear the wild wolf growl |
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Styles stockpiled for miles from the ground to the clouds |
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Wack niggas wanna be down but its not allowed |
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Interrupt the cipher unannounced and you'll get punched in the mouth |
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With the southpaw southern fist |
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I'll bust your shit. Swell your lip and get the Bubba shrimp |
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Back the tougher shit. What a wimp |
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You giant Goliath. Niggas get shot with a rubber sling |
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I'm an experiment gone bad. |
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My brainwaves on an encephalograph show that I'm stark ravin mad |
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Your whole scientific staff'll get killed in a nuclear blast |
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When I throw the formula stashed in my hand |
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Flammable liquids in the lab explode |
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And you get stabbed with all the flyin glass |
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Trained to blow up commercial aircrafts |
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Trained in chemical weapons class |
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Just to see how long a nigga's breath'll last |
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I put him in a leather mask |
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Spray his ass with a can of pepper gas |
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Then watch him grab his neck and gag |
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Watch the nigga choke to death as I laugh |
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'You wanna battle?' is the type of question you should never ask |
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Nigga, pick a tougher task. See who the fuck'll last |
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Whoever lose'll get a solderin iron up the ass |
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You need to recognize |
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My hand is quicker than the eye |
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Quicker than the 5 speed Jamiroquai drives |
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A lifespan longer than 9 lives. Infinite rhymes that can't die |
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A nigga with a divine mind |
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I dedicate this to the wise. Dedicate it to dames |
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Dividin myself into 100 ten times |
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You can't deny the offerin's an offer |
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Flows that glow with aurora's the spark of light |
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Water fly like a saucer |
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With the torque of a Porsche |
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Murder a million MCs then autograph all of their coffins |
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Been gettin it on since I been born and I'm a live long |
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And I'm a be gettin it on till I'm gone |
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Look at all the stages I been on. All the songs that I spit on |
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I took an oath to rip everything I get on |
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A nigga like me should have Carpal Tunnel syndromes |
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In the wristbones from grippin microphones this long |
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I'm just a small fish in a big pond |
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And gets pissed off whenever I gets picked on |
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Nigga try to flip and get flipped on |
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My army march a million strong |
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Like the nation of Islam with suede timbs on |
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Extremely hostile |
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Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits and night vision goggles |
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A lyrical lynch mob |
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Shittin on niggas drawn to a hideous form with horns and a mink on |
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Duckin down low like Vietnam fightin the Vietcong |
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Screamin 'incomin' when I see a bomb |
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Speak to your leader. Surrender your arms |
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You need about a million more soldiers to even the odds |
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Plus 800,000 to even consider a war |
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And 200,000 more to even look hard |
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You better drop your flag and withdraw |
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My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors |
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And smash y'all. Attach y'all to the back of my horse |
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And drag y'all across the motherfuckin asphalt |
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9 out of 10 niggas is frauds |
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You know who you are always talkin about your bitches and your cars |
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Your jewelry and your girls. It's like we from two different worlds |
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You motherfuckers really get on my nerves |
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Cause I'm beyond them, on some futuristic cyborg shit |
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I close my eyes when I freestyle so I could read what picture crossed in |
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Then raise my arms like a sorcerer and cast a fireball into the audience |
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To barbecue your brain organs |
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You feel like you've been thrown in a microwave oven |
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I flame broil suckers and hit 'em with some more shit |
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The raw shit. Call my reinforcements, the four horsemen |
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Take a big piece of chalk and draw a line across the stage pulpit |
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I dare a motherfucker to cross it |
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I'll even call my man Black Rob at two in the mornin |
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Tell him it's important. Tell him to call Sting 3 way and sing a chorus |
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Break your camcorders so you motherfuckers can't record it |
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Call the news, I'll kill your reporters |
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Start a lawsuit, I'll kill your lawyers |
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Fuck the soft shit and fuck what y'all think |
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My album's gold cause my album was the bomb, shit |
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Y'all niggas got your ass beat cause you asked for it |
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Got your picture taken and put in a tabloid |
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Cause you a man and you like to touch little boys |
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You fuck 'em in the ass, then you give 'em cash for it |
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That's some sick shit homeboy |
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A hundred years ago, they'd have took you to see Sigmund Freud |
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You fraudulent. Feminine. Fragile as a feather is |
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With an effortless blow, I'll crack your whole skeleton |
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You think you're better than Canibus, where's the evidence? |
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You got below average intelligence and poor penmanship |
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You need to shut the fuck up cause your breath stink |
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Take fifty cents and purchase a pack of peppermints |
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Battlin me you never win |
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You thought you was the only nigga that could sneak a weapon in? |
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Nigga guess again |
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Cause after I'm finished wreckin this shit |
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I'm a drink a whole bottle of Henney and go fuck a lesbian |