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They lied - when they said there was no air/ |
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Aire in space |
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MC ****t right here, master of ceremonies |
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All that other garbage ("one dimensional emcees can't handle that") |
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Yo, music is my love, press play on stereoid |
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Life is a breath of fresh air, mahogon-oid |
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Negroids act like |
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Sigmund Freud |
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Dreaming of a perfect i-roid, screaming cerebrum steroid |
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Faking-jack decoys got beef with |
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Ox You can get caught in my |
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Real Earth chatterbox |
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That's virtual (virtual), if you drunk a |
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V8 You couldn't be parallel, because hell is vertical |
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Aha, fooled ya, thought it was beneath you |
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Got propelled in the sky, now soul is see-through |
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But it doesn't matter cause there's no molecules |
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Then genius becomes burden to ridicule |
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Realize much at stake |
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And excuse me for lack of better words, that's my bond that never breaks |
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Pierce hearts with stakes, bloodsuckers cast no reflection |
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In my prism detention, they hate |
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On Prison's intentions, get diesel, read a book |
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Find god in a cell block, that's your fate |
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I'm that voice in the back of |
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LL's head saying "You gonna let a **** plant do that?" yeah, |
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I like to instigate |
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This aint a space race so why you ru****n' |
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To be the first to catch a concussion, from |
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El-P's percussion |
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Watch me throw a sentence in the air, say word up |
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That's just a phrase for my action, like a bum with a cup |
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And Rome wasn't built in a day but it fell in one |
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And you don't got half of a step but you walk like one |
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I got calluses on my hand 'cause |
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I held the sun uneven |
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I, got the weight of the world on my chest and still breathin' |
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Can-Ox is like 007 and man from |
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U.N.C.L.E. |
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You off the top broke but |
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I rip the turn-buckle |
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You a halloween thug, |
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I'll expose ya face |
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And use you as an example that fell from |
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Grace They lied when they said there was no air/ |
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Aire in space |
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I'll boil an emcee to the teeth with no trace |
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I'm like Moses with a staff that parts the |
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Red Sea But it's a new day, so |
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I use the mic to depart emcees |
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This Earth is as real as a |
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Chinese fortune cookie |
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In English with lottery numbers; |
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I'm finished |
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Uh, with lottery numbers, |
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I'm finished |
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Yo, yo And one dimensional emcees (can't handle that) |
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And one dimensional emcees (be biting backs) |
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And one dimensional emcees (be getting smacked) |
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Now one dimensional emcees (know how to act) |
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I said one dimensional emcees (can't handle that) |
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And one dimensional emcees (be biting backs) |
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And one dimensional emcees (be getting smacked) |
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Now one dimensional emcees (know how to act) |
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I said one dimensional emcees (be biting backs) |
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Wha, what, can't handle that |
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I said one dimensional emcees (can't handle that) |
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And one dimensional emcees (be biting backs) |
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And one dimensional emcees (Def Jux; be getting smacked) |
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Now one dimensional emcees (know how to act) |
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It's like that, |
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Real Earth, take me out there |
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Real turf, take me out there 2001, space odyssey, what, |
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Cold Vein, uh [scratching "one dimensional" until fade] |