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Originally Posted by J.T.S.
fuck that
white owl's got me twisted saying these mystics existed before
trojan bust your dome with hidden chrome, thoughts decorate the floor
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I'm posted with phillies and sweet roaches, their original inner chi has been poured
energy stored and released in a smoke screen's form,
at times I promote greed, hold court in the streets amid a screaming storm of deceit
no snow on my trees,
my stones leave huge domes between my two feet
witness the degrees of Section crew chiefs,
this one has huge teeth and glows with Shonuff's gruesome grease
sport suits and sneaks like Martin on Blue streak,
off a few leaves I blew cheese and confused below average M.C.'s
on Rza tracks or Timb beats my bats grew more than a few feet,
goin hard, my ropes never grow slack and y'all win,
we've never known defeat