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I do it, I do it
I do it, I do it
Something strange is happening, strange is happening,
I know where to begin, but something strange is happening.

I do it this way, from the to the seventh day,
Stay on target like an flexing my brain as I state my claim,
That my aim is to do this property me,
Dismiss your impromptly,
As if my soul could be another property youve got to be joking
a minute about what youve been smoking,
Before you choking, and gasping, and asking,
Who knew, its simple, and the dimple,
I jump up, I get the up like a thimble,
It aint what your though, Im known to be pro
To kick over thrones and leave overthrown
Charismatic with the verbal
Top gun take your breath and leave you asthmatic
Its automatic my standards are raised through the attic and my tone is

Feel the movement its like sand in the hourglass,
How could I to let even a single hour pass, without
ahead and thinking fall back,
I take to the sky, grounded on the tarmac

If theres a mic to be romped, I will throw the first thorn time zones,
Super fine zones with my rhyme zones Im not alone, my friends by throne
We wear satin rhymes so we can along, so sing along,
We got the tasty treats to fill mouth so open wide,
We poetic justice, stay open all night,
Well I, can understand why cheek is high,
Those fans that wont die, they wont, so I
Sleepwalk, just street like some ambulance,
We rock like amethyst, we raid amorous, scandalous music played by
averists,
Youre solely misinformed like C-SPAN
I never f