my rhymes are too good for most of y’all, call it a close call / see me on the airwaves with Angie Martinez, Funk Flex ‘n’ Paul Rosenthal / lampin’ on tha leather sofa with grams of yola / hold up, you see tha God when he rolled up? maxin’ nonchalant, I’ll attack his persona, spit him down to size like karma / marijuana brings me back to nirvana / commas ‘n’ punctuation funcuate proper with tha feng shui / Blest that Beast Coast, chasin’ Boricuas from Puerto Rico / I emote bipolar like ups ‘n’ downs on a see-saw, check my portfolio ‘n’ diagnosis / Science hangs with Christ ‘n’ Moses, blowin’ coke roaches, build ‘n’ conquerin’ like Romans / everything is everything / net tha grosses, flesh is melanin tone ‘n’ I am tha father like Maury Povich / thoughts is corrosive like stomach acid brought up like tha past…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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