nouns ‘n’ adjectives, tha Most Profoundest Kid with without a clique I run shit / gun clips ‘n’ Berretas empty faster than heartbeats after a gram ‘n’ a half of ephedra sniffed / tetrahydrocannbinoids, tha God Body Caucusoid alive ‘n’ kickin’ cats right in the groin / metaphysical existancial livin’ criminal / throwin’ signals like American Sign Language, gangstas or Freemasons, it’s your choice how you take it / I state phrases of wisdom, tha context never changes / tha complexities frame by frame reveal who is it / it’s Twisted, tha Mystic / it wasn’t the Egyptians who built tha pyramids / they were visited by Area 51 spirits / I roll with a backpack with mics in it ‘n’ what I write is Scientifical chemistry formulas / I was born in a psych ward holdin’ a sword ‘n’ cut my own umbilical cord ‘n’ socked tha doc right in the vocal cords…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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