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You puny protozoa, you`re so you didn`t know the
Gang has been watchin but instead of squashin you
I`m scoopin you up out of the muck you in
a chief chemist, other scientists are followin
Plannin to you, on a petrie dish
you and frickin you, just a teenie bit
I`m clever, with science, but never
On words from cowards who forever be tryin
Insistin come off, I let `em get some off
Then come wit drum tracks, their ears could get numb off
Blockbustin, like makin love, i`ll never thrustin
Into your system, so just
I`m like a neurosurgeon, wit a purer version
I prescriptions, of words that fit in
The thought prescribed, as I kick it live
Cause it`s more that a style, conceptual genius
My effect on the scene is, to project that I this
You deadbeat, wait you see my next feat
I get respect for the rep I speak
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I`m rushin you like a defensive end as I
you comprehend, I could stomp you in
A battle, contest, or war, will occur
Will be the forfeiture, of your
Insecure for sure, meek, weak of grandeur
To rudely you, and then`ll be breakin you
without askin and trackin and snakin you
Makin you to the drums of gangstarr
By far we are, truly ones son
But if you to speculate or estimate us losin
You`ll be dyin, to face the fate of your delusions
Cause miscalculation, is all statin
So i`m chumpin, punks just like footballs
Cause I want to put y`all, back in the
To up the slop, and stop all the bullcrap
Your rap`s wack, so don`t try to pull that
lackin the vernacular, i`m slappin ya and cappin ya
And your jaw, cause you can`t mess with gangstarr
The guru and always dope with the blessed beats
Dance your ass off hobbes, check the

"Bon voyage", "sayanora", "arriva derci"
Your ass gets doodoo mustard, you tried to work me
You irked me - because you and falsify
And I don`t how many step up, cause you all can try
To wish and fish for a style, here`s a rod
These rhymes are hittin hard, i`m gettin large
Inevitably, I readily a slew
Of lyrics so deep, so don`t sleep, but peep me
Puttin methods on and spinning for each millisecond
33 rpm`s the art of men
And as my rhymin builds you see my it`s chill
And then I look upon weak
I`m teachin each one so they redone
Essays are relayed to twist you up like braids
Or up like corn braids, cause I got a strong way
Force like police to never be delayed
I once was the least paid but I made the
Cause this a slave sale and I ain`t the same stale
Rapper, no, i`m not a phony wit no blaster
No type of real appeal or - talent
And it makes me man
To see all of these bee mc wannabees
Makin g`s for some dumb
And lots of money but no idea what is rap and is dope
So out what the guru wrote
Cause I prevail, give you tales as I unveil
Have enough braincells so I can stay well
Now i`m in the driver`s seat, and rockin the liver
and boomin and blastin you to the next seat
Shiek and unique with lots of kick like a
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