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

I do it this way, from the first to the day,
Stay on target an X-Wing flexing my brain as I state my claim,
That my aim is to do this property me,
Dismiss your impromptly,
As if my soul be another mans property youve got to be joking
Think a minute about what youve smoking,
you start choking, and gasping, and asking,
Who knew, its simple, and the dimple,
I up, I get the thumbs up like a thimble,
It aint what your though, Im known to be pro
To kick thrones and leave governments overthrown
with the verbal acrobatics
Top gun take your away and leave you asthmatic
Its automatic that my are raised through the attic and my tone is

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

If theres a mic to be romped, I will throw the thorn across time zones,
Super fine with my rhyme zones Im not alone, my friends found by throne
We wear satin so we can sing along, so sing along,
We got the treats to fill your mouth so open wide,
We poetic justice, stay open all night,
Well I, can understand why is held high,
Those fans wont die, they just 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 panelists
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