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

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 days is getting cloudy now I'm see how many can really stand the rain

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

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

I ain't got no more you can see it in my eyes
I'm sick of niggaz 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 I got a weapon your past is terrible your future's worse

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

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

you fight or you clap your hand

Cause niggaz can't ever be sincere

I'm the hardest hardcore beats in ya ear
And I'm graceful Muhhamad Ali opposing war

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

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

You see a man who exposes himself when he's intoxicated really 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 cock my resolution like I was Hughey Newton plottin revolution what ya'll rappers call 16 Barz I call polution so fuck you and your distribution

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

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

I ya'll a manual on the black man rage

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

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

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

Now I got that off my Chest

Big Chuck let's do this for Big Bro