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    Patron saints armed to the teeth like they the ain'ts
    how you scrimmaging against the truth, when you scramble to tell it in the booth/
    show and prove, prophecy while they probe the mystic and monopolize the economy
    drive the opportunity skill drain the unity buffoonery like a schism where's the wisdom/
    trying to slide in to home thinking they safe
    when they gotta tackle the catcher like they going to 1st base/
    wasted chief pains boosted brains capacity trapped in gems
    souls been sold for the highest bidder trying to reach FAMEEEEEE/
    dead minds in a name heated up on the court like LeBron James
    your all flames with out the rings like Michael Jordon/
    armed boarding flash gordon time timid courting forcing
    torso tossing temple crushing toe tapping pressure cooking sucker emcee booking/
    hook crooked out cha pace faced down the rim with no needles to waste
    frankly you ain't nasty your a zombie hiding behind papers they win like an army/
    guard cha hearts butler sparks spaded charts making marks like a funk I wasn't in
    dimwitted slit tilted quipped witted crippling effects leave minds
    divided in 3.14, you don't got it no more/

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    hit your cottage for the cheese and leave traps for the mice
    so if you break-in you smashed due to anti-theft device
    the flow is the only thing nice attitude grimy
    you can't find me busy getting a dimes face slimy
    ok back to action no question asking
    it's a fact well-know i crash factions
    while relaxing even a good mood leads to face-slapping
    jaw tapping for sleeping and napping



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    jack slacking never clipper drippers watch cha get spurred from playoffs
    thinking the soft don't react i can D-Wade a team with my steel talon regime/
    deading beams rifling eifel tower howl at the moon
    know my saloons beefing with these swag rats dead jacks by packs of D-Cell batteries and we bring it back to 94 with them boomboxes knocking out cha pressence/
    when those focus unrolled a scroll know how the napping take it
    faked out by dental work enter sparks jaded marks know how i get it down/
    making those crowd in a cipher too much for these so cool dope boyz to do
    get cha glued by the blues ruled by the cream open by means know how i scheme
    and dream beyond the ides know my skill remain top peaking shelf lifting beat smashing like hulk bashing loki in the head quipping 'punny god'/

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    crazed never phased by how i was raised
    made to blaze flamed on like johnny storm/
    hated cha normalized off the lies graph spines off the ledge
    hooked up more neon than you peons can even begin to calculate/
    rebate debate blocking off the fakes by how you flakey making me back into a corner
    listen to my cornerman, telling me, keep the fist up and keep aiming for the body til the K-O is apparent and take the kill/
    built off the ides know you how i march bring back the parts
    leave ya devoured and swallowed by sharks with no hearts/
    garthing heathens leave you dusted step stool speak and spell tools
    fill fools livid by trival visits commentate while operate surgically on the m-i-c/
    seen how i transformed from Sheep to Techwon back to Sheep for keeps
    making most heads ask what's the difference? so i give you an inference in an instance/
    traced out stencils trying to use my pens and pencils excelling past the fast
    grass gas making masks outta plastic thinking thats gonna save ya from this epidemic/
    pandemic arms entry plenty of stacks i'm a armageddon extra position spit wisdom
    wickedly exit snakes by slicing off heads until all the fakes are flakes on the floor/
    get it in raw as even use them beats punched out by the likes of your favorites
    now i'm going in making sure all falls down when i enter the room to take the crown/

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    spit this shit discustingly from rusted peace
    i was taught from my pop not to trust police
    cant trust my peeps, dealin with fucks n sneaks
    reeled in with drugs n cheats stealin cuz nothins cheap
    so whats enough for me? i guess we'll fuckin see
    still tho, i must believe, so up my sleeves i keep aces
    billy bats n clubs in trunks be the basics
    dont wanna have to smack some fuck witta spade tip
    thats enough, cuz after that its the guages
    'n i aint tryna rott in cages til days end
    fuck the game cuz im to aged for the playpen
    want my grandaughters braiding my grey chin

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    clocking primes dopplegangers practicing on your clones
    show n prove truest facist making it last like minds/
    that haven't gotten to the plane of thinking
    when the ink pen is drinking
    like a vampire off your immagination and desire/
    fully blown bastard casket shelling timidly smell corpses
    forcefully wrestling with notions only few can behold the power shining dynomite defending whats right/
    when the time is tighter than a gear wound,
    rewind it and fast foward cha image/
    dimwitted shitted out more prefrence than anything awesome
    because i don't need to be congraulated after i had to norman bate cha
    fated ill willing killing off whats left always a next to rep kinshipping /
    seen depths draddle spinning winning past
    anything charlie is shilling or sheening/
    dreaming documented experiments like Dr. Oppenheimer
    rocking rhymes with conceptualized rhythmatics i thematically open wombs
    broomsticking fiction fickle speckle dammning hammering heads/
    knowledge breads dead weds in ends i mend fences entering sentences
    pretenses drenched in blood mind flushing out cha demented/
    enter the temple that's invincible gimme those 4th heat rocks
    let make this generations fixation fixated in time persistently ripping/
    while i am shining in the light like a diamond primed up to be on something
    cooler than polar bear's toe nail, ooooooooooh hell/
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    batter for wage warlock rage print up my page walkaway or get splattered laid as i commute 2 the stage monks stagger away another day another road 4 a pilot pathed the pressures grave danger in ur range run 2 the compound cave i came with precise aim 2 holy ur frame



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    text out becks more brewery skill all the tools noobs get gawked
    write cha mind up like script like Mr. Roarwk, faded out in a twilight/
    ball walk ring around the bars what cha didn't even go harder than marketeers
    bust cha up like three musketeers, give you a new client list when I begin to rip/
    I'm a marauder killing authors so sick dexatrim couldn't help ya out run me on a beat
    devilish grin alphanumeric rhymes are never generic bring back a prognosis/
    exit plan strategist optimize lines inside minds like Intravenous bags
    roll out dog play goon gambler don perfectionist master ripper
    slipknot watch cha girl plow cats with phat clocks found out minds that didn't brain fart/

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    it's frantic flow atlantic outer space bars replace swords u can't absorb wit rusty vocal chord flame ford focus in war banger anger makes me crash a board that shell from hell burning a horror ammity i bust caps and there's no capacity i'll butch cassidy cats flee noisy bitches sniffing me every kollage is certified witty decapitate a hand that hit me



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    any man who scans my prism dies it's an attack vandals get slapped 4 vandalism he rolls with scanners evens odds with hammers ya'll stay dreamers i'm a planner two sides like david banner dwell in the sticks though this ain't no country grammar devils of all races want me sentenced 2 the slammer mind my manners spy hit holding the camera it's primitive when species lack the will 2 live my foundation a new world pyramid



    My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    bio chemical mind up the mental leave you drugged up with those kinney's
    need the skinny spit out the henny, get off the "nigga net" chin check/
    flows touch wreck best step off the mound, watch the next up to bat
    hit a long drive out the park hearing keith yell "it's outta here!!!!"/
    death on ears never heard of a can of becks bottles of beer
    strive dive off the hinges see the new formation instagramed into fruitition/
    print up bonds stand scones i want pwns get moles caught like CTU always getting fucked up, nigga this ain't an episodic jump off like "24" we get's raw 24/7, 3-65/

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    erected guidestones, designed for blind folks
    flesh eating lime flow, furnace of white smoke
    burning inside throats, who sermon like pope?
    over fires, tight ropin', holy friar
    high slopes, lightin roaches in golden pliars
    inhale out my nose 'n fry it, hold my lighter
    chokin like i be hopin you know the heimlick
    close my eyelids, i just hope i die quick
    frozen silent choppin blow with ice picks
    get'cha wet like fly fish 'n my bite's pirahna
    die with honor, ride deserts disquised on lamas
    cock levers with eyes upon us, rise upon ya
    ima light up this juana, get high as goners
    lock the sauna on all those who died n gone up
    try my product, get locked in it's violent genre
    die tomorra, just give me my time your honor

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    complex sections i select for certain selections
    mindful weapon kept in infinite preceptions
    expand and contract, breathe life wherever you at
    smack ya back awake you from your dormant nap
    laid back i attract even before my first revolution lap
    cosmic cat with a kangol cap GI from the start be the heart of the map
    i mumble and ramble a preamble for all to assemble
    flow resemble a nimble beast stalking prey as the artic wind blew
    natural events surround my immense table of contents
    super suspense what i invent can cause some conflict
    rhyme to unwhine premeditated thoughts on my mind
    incline to design a line that will only be discovered over ime
    world behold the native star gazer raise hell in any storm
    bubble the spot make things hot like a volcano...you've been warned
    "Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)

    "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)

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    i run circles around you Urkels thinking if you jump behind your alter i won't hurt you
    dude i'll dirt you 3mos before the cops find the pine box where i'll desert you
    Goku Sun Tzu my art embark only to spark a thought
    universal savant i want it all cause it All is what i got
    you can crack cylinder blocks but they won't be similar to the impact of my drops
    drip hip, hop on my tip peaks i sit and focused on my breathing as i transmit
    i'm too advanced ancient alien if my words you only skim and glance
    intergalactical dance is my stance when wars on stars be the hymn to the trance
    ngga i pounce while you prance denounce anything that exist to oppose what i insist
    warrior souls take control when its time to unite stand up for what's right
    humble the minority social class piss in their crystal wine glass
    flip the current currency so we all will feel God's fury as he lifts up what was once last
    i sway the mass be the pendelum swinging into the future the past
    awaken the mistaken...confuse, batter and bruise the mask that you grasp and are so used too...
    "Fuck fame... I'll shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim." - Masta Killah (One Blood)

    "Kiss the pyramid...experiment wit high explosives. I slap box wit Jesus....lick shots at Joseph." - GFK (Daytona 500)

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    vultures circle my stage..
    split pupils winkin thru thermals at range
    thru the haze in my view shootin purple flame
    slang manure, manuevering fertile plains
    money tree swing playa that's boostin paper
    out the sewers 'n craters in plumes of vapor
    crack the mantle, awakening tombs of neighbors
    gas n candles for all who refused my nature
    pass the capsules, my spirit's as blue as glaciers
    but no man's wore me down, like new erasers
    stompin over they grounds, a boot brigade of
    troops 'n haters out snatchin' ya fruits 'n labors
    zoom-in lasers while masked-up like flu's in asia

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