I slay 1st born males like Herod / wearin’ scarabs / more wicked than tha Fallen Cherubim / I eat victims explicit ‘n’ leave blood drippin’ from Muslims, Jews ‘n’ Christians / I spit jewels even tha blind ‘n’ deaf could sense / as tha mind replenishes with sentences, I joust tha ignorant with spikes on my Timberlands / writhin’ in white garments / public feastin’ fodder spiced with arsenic / cathartic / my heart’s aretic / harvest commercial garbage ‘n’ spit it back atcha / real rap, take over tha planet like tha Rapture / I lead MCs to tha fairest green pastures of tha Promise Land, where every man is dominant, man / off hand, we’re all spirit able to spit ill lyrics / ciphers is all around ‘n’ Science is groundbreakin’ / pounds ‘n’ daps ‘n’ bear hugs is tha proper way to be gracious / we crave tha physical manifestation so we could fuck, drunk ‘n’ say blazin…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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