I attack brash, collab with God, Iím only half man / do tha math, my brain weighs a hundred 68 grams / Iím a nomad, tha universe is my homeland like security / call security, my rap purity splashes fury for tyranny, thereís none superior to these recessive traits my ink squeeze / ninja please / you famous off Hawaiian Sophie shirts, but Science controls the Earth, Iím discerned as tha Blue Eyed God of Verse / more ill than Illuminati, my semi-autobiography emasculates your Cock Nation posse with androgyny / tha Blest Coast retro Hip Hop Socrates, speakiní Supreme like philosophy Ďní Mathematic like isosceles / in tha Beastís belly, Knolege God Body Science alters tha Glockís trajectory, phonetically, I spell shit out alphabetically Ďní orgasms is Heavenly, gimme leverage when I slip my cassette in / the epicenter is my thoughts, there ainít no God to carry my cross cuz after all I must answer the casting call / a verbal athlete with vocal cleats, so noble Ďní oblique Ďní all yíall MCs is buried beneath of me, in shallow graves / Iím tha God praise to allocate, tha whip flipped in tha Ď90s, back when rap excited me / now all you faggots forgot its beginnings, cut off tha racket Ďní establish your name upon the tabletÖ
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