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[ verse 1: ]
I got 61 keys with
I'm vocally blown, but thrown into the maze
With no amp, I found my way out the time round
- never went back without my bloodhound
I vow to hit the right
The crowd - light em up, so I don't see
the spot with the x, people in debt
Make promises with on discettes
(yo, you feelin him )
Then some noise with your voicebox
One word, four syllables,
Describes my style best, I attack, rest
Cause in my sleep a click beats on my chest
Till I wake, shit - my mix
Total control of where my highs and kicks fit
You don't till executed the plot
bab' sets up shop to make your (eardrums pop)

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[ verse 2: ]
The deejays in effect, keep it down
Dilated, we're correctly holdin the
Plus we keep a set of to that golden sound
It's that shit you bump loud you roll in the town
It's the art of showdowns, I'm to show clowns
I bring it like, "sucker, where's your threshold "
His under pressure in the eye of the storm
To find the root I take it to the hive of the
I like grandmaster roc raida
Congratulations, brother, you swingin a hot
>from l.a. I spit sedated that leave craters
Some are less than, some equal, but none
Duck, you gunplay, I'm the sunrays
to party friday, saturday, and pray on sunday
But I figured out in life that more than one way
That's why I'm things I always knew I'd do one day
I've seen many lands and the best crop
I witnessed many cultures express hip-hop
I'm buildin with that that de la dropped
That means it might up, but it won't go pop

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