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Lookin' at my watch it's that time To with this art of Zen another rhyme Manifested in the miracle MC-in' to a revolution solution is seeing
The mind as it rotates no debate When I regulate, all the gens will 'Cause we cut and slice to the bone And decapitate rappers that Al Capone
Or Jimmy Hoffa not a poppa Just a with the mic that I shot ya Chopped up, beat 'em and we to rock tha Bells movin' well, so we got 'em hopped up
Trained, raw, like Big Daddy Plus I'm born on the day as Kurt Cobain Rap Nirvana, call me the piranha the drama, yeah
Don't get this wrong, this song the wind can blow your way for once A man is truly dead when That's why we're all still waiting so long
Astrologically, I'm the water and the Made a wish, now I'm stone-cold catalyst I don't eat fish, or hamburger But I eat 40 emcees on a hot
great, magnificent and munificent This is militant, in significant To the people, masses, classes the hardest of hard keloidal and flaccid
Contaminants backstage laminate sheet Unoriginal thoughts that's why we adamant Which we to alter the mind-state Making time wait, holding us up for
I lost it, somewhere in '96 When it's safe play the game, I'm back in the mix With a brand-new bag of magic and dust Love hip-hop, pray it never turns into lust, it out
Don't get this wrong, this song Hoping the wind can blow way for once A man is truly dead when That's why we're all still here so long
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Don't get this wrong, revolution song Hoping the wind can blow way for once A man is truly when confident That's why we're all still waiting here so
Commandante, back home Commandante, come back Commandante, back home That's why all still waiting here so long