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I express visions so graphic that I travel telepathic |
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See the present from the future but the ways are systematic |
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Herbs jumping in my cypher trying to be best friends |
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Now they drowning in the river rocking cement Timbs |
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Raw thoughts, my mind is ill like mixed with plexus |
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Rewind and you can dislocate my retina and I'll still be seeing different tickets |
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Devious is how my verbs react, with supreme laced tracks with baking soda and crack |
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A cognac, insomniac and everybody know the status create |
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Power maneuvers in the night without trespass |
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Nigga born in seven-eight evaluate |
| [00:43.22]Before you meet the essence do the overdose in [?] |
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Heart failures that derail you from my path |
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Over courageous ass victim of my tongue lash |
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The bounty hunter live microphone inseminator |
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Fold the paper not to mention opponent eliminator |
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The vast majority is out to be chart-toppers |
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But I keep heart stoppers to have you whining like an opera |
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The scripts that I concoct to turn your bodily fluids nucleo-toxic |
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Freaking topics that'll reach more niggas than fiber optics |
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Nickel slick equipped to go the distance |
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Wettin MCs to leave them holier than Christians |
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A novelist protect the prophecies, properly |
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Organize my fam and plan to overrun monopolies |
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Contaminate your ear with realism in the schism |
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Claim you psychopathic yet you delicate as linen |
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I practice kinetic calisthenics but see the beat of vocal homicide |
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Catalyst, decipher my analysis |
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I say lines that make you never want to rap again |
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Change your line of work and reconsider selling crack again |
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They say illegal means never justify the ends |
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Living all I got to show is nappy hands, scuffed Timbs |
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Lusting after rims, my wordplay severing limbs |
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Making all the foul ones sorry for their mortal sins |
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Continuous vocabulary, 'Coma taking over |
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So I can get a Rover, Gucci loafers and a leather sofa |
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Paranoid with the world on my shoulders |
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Cause I see niggas wylin' from Tacoma to Corona |
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My natural says the glass is half-empty |
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Not half-full, don't tempt me |
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I'll rip your style and laugh if you approach the life of plenty |
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Think the worst, contemplate the unpredictable |
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Don't think that I'm invincible, my alibi's convincible |
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Listen to my lyrics cause my bullets keep on missing you |
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When you flow sometimes you speaking hypothetically |
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I snatch up MC's and organize them alphabetically |
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Forever rock my nigga rule, intellectual |
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Unaffectional you want a course that's undirectional |
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I pump the lies until my eyes is three-dimensional |
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Manifests running through your whole crew |
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When I open your chest like Charles Jewel |
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And brush your cerebellum like a sherm for all parties concerned |
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My skills break rappers to lowest terms |
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