nobody’s at fault like Geraldo ‘n’ Capone’s empty vault / control alt delete, I’m tha #1 seed of MCs ever to exhale ‘n’ breathe / my text tells of the amenities of thought ‘n’ philosophies brought about when God puffs tha weed / Gs is cocaine granules cooked up ‘n’ slanged for CREAM / my laserbeam eyesight can all be seen by my amphetamine enhanced pupils, my irises shine like jewels / Milo’s dominance recessive prominent in how I bless this / ninjaz get sent back amongst the essence / back to where tha soulless reside ‘n’ I preside over existence existential / Knolege God roams metaphysical / my spirit’s liberal, firmament my dreams as stars ‘n’ take up literal literary space within tha universe considerable / I burn ninjaz like inverted pentacles ‘n’ live life whimsical…
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Listen to me spit over phone from prison, serving 12 yrs for robbery
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