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Yo
I had to go for
the bottom to the top is a hard climb
But rhymes beat hard times
Gimme a and I'll shine
Brither the brightest star
No who you are
outdone
I won
And for the coup de
Competition into fans
a politician
My spans
country to country
It's never too far cause I'll 'em all
the Shah to the Czar
The Fu Man Chu
The Prime too
The King and the
My are so mean I'll do
A on the country
never before
Is it a
Or the threat of war
Choose weapon no half-steppin'
And go
But if ya watch ya step
And slow
Take your time your mind
steppin' to my rhyme is like
steppin' on a mine
you to kingdom come
This Vietnam
A brother thinks he's ready for war him on
A journey
You catch a
to burn me
Cause like an attorney

Your rhymes of my
And I'm standing

As the competition
In ain't no competition y'all
I'm rollin' over
Rappers a U.S. tank
Meanwhile all the way to the bank
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Tried to put me
rap was crap
And wouldn't be
Any longer than two
But years later
I'm here
Fully
Because the rhymes I
Made and cents
I wasn't
I
from drugs
I touched a pipe
When I get high
I the mic
I never did white
I write lines
And I sniffin' nothing but
The vapors hype rhymes
As I start to
On the rhymes I
to a level with the gods and I tote
Loads and of people
As they reach new
A half-a-mile from heaven is the party
And I'm the
The ods be packed in
Coming out of their for me to rock it
And
Like they've never ever ever entertained
They try to act godly but they can't
Aphrodite would
As her get weak
And would peak
Off every word I
Zeus would get
induced
I'll Apollo's ryhmes sound like
Mother
By end
is so hyped
He'd the word
That a god on the mic
Captivating all the gods
By the
as a dark-skinned brother in glasses
But unlike the gods
I ain't a
You rif
I you take the fifth
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Is the of my success
History is the
And life's the
For those who don't
repetitive
Lack of
Serves as a
you relax and max
The of facts
Holds you
The odds are
Against a mind
a meek mind
But mine weak
I got a piece and speak mine
Telling you the
I raise the
With rhymes so
I'm
One of the lip
Could sink ship
You get hip
Let's a trip
All
This is the last
I ain't a mandate
I'll only ask
Once and only
To a ticket
Get on the rap
Watch me it
From to state
And little hick town
They'll all be
the new hip sound
Treating me more
Than just a of the sport
But more like the in a court
Y'all
And raise hands in the air
Pump fists
And solemnly
To the truth
The truth
And nothing but the
Not the youth
the young and the old
Are all
It no difference
I'm on the mic
For those who
Visualize what eyes can't see
You wanna get the
on me
Get the (3x)