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The as it rotates make no debate When I regulate, all the will terminate 'Cause we cut and irrelevance to the bone And decapitate rappers that idolize Al
Or Jimmy Hoffa not a poppa Just a vigilante with the mic I shot ya Chopped up, beat 'em and we to rock tha Bells quite well, so we got 'em hopped up
Trained, raw, like Big Kane Plus I'm born on the day as Kurt Cobain Rap Nirvana, call me the piranha Without the drama,
get this wrong, this revolution song Hoping the wind can blow your way for A man is truly dead confident why we're all still waiting here so long
Astrologically, I'm the water and the Made a wish, now I'm lyrical catalyst I don't eat fish, or hamburger But I eat 40 on a hot plate
God's great, and munificent This is militant, in significant To the people, masses, lower Making the hardest of hard keloidal and
Contaminants with laminate sheet Unoriginal thoughts that's why we adamant we perceive to alter the mind-state Making time wait, us up for hostage
I lost it, back in '96 it's safe I'll play the game, I'm back in the mix With a brand-new bag of and pixie dust Love hip-hop, pray it turns into lust, take it out
Don't get this wrong, this song Hoping the wind can blow your way for A man is truly dead confident That's why we're all still waiting here so
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Commandante, come home Commandante, come home Commandante, back home That's why we're all still here so long