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Nothing is more dangerous than an idea, when it's the only one you have

You see vision is the art of seeing things

Ahh My God (To the Beat

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A lot of love lost your is getting cloudy now I'm gonna see how many can really stand the rain

Bumpy back again analytical still working out twice a day like it's critical mix a lot keep it spiritual

Mic still hot still lyrical and you hate to see me rise

I ain't got no patience you can see it in my eyes
I'm of niggaz keeping me in lies, I hear ya talking

I'm New York nigga I rep it every time I step it evn though I'm well respected I got a your past is terrible your future's worse

Let me put this Walter PP all in ya mouth it and shoot you first
Your shit ain't phat ain't no pun to that cause I make this hardcore gansta so fun to rap

You in trouble like no gun to clap in the of Pakistan

you fight or you clap your hand

Cause niggaz can't ever be sincere

I'm the hardest sober hardcore in ya ear
And I'm graceful like Muhhamad Ali war

I ain't trying to be no soldier that don't konw he's fighting for

That's hypocritic if I'm shooting up my block over 150$ rocks
I'm a stop fucking with like Jenny from the block
Cause all you want to do is come in the and bust shots

You see a man who exposes when he's intoxicated really don't know the art of getting drunk

Bumpy Knux bring like a musty black man from Gahn I rip through Mc's like a peronous

Run up on me if ya want to I'll cock my resolution like I was Hughey Newton plottin revolution what ya'll rappers call 16 Barz I call polution so fuck you and distribution

I'm the self mad dollar colar rockwilder
Yes I weigh more 265 I weigh more I guess I got my up
I send you 16 I ate up

All you punch line niggaz I'll put you in a line and every one of you
now you know your
I'm the bible of the and page by page

I ya'll a manual on the black man rage

I'll chae you till I that ass I guess I'm like age

And I gansta rappers too I guess I'm like AIDS
Take it Easy Eazy does it and ya'll wanna spit bitch in the club a sleezy buzzit

Two years was my interlude I fixed my imperfection I got my mind in shape to spit you the Konexion

Now I got that off my Chest

Aiyo Big Chuck let's do for Big Bro