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Yes
Every day somebody ask me where all the real is at?
underground
There's mad cats underground with that raw shit
Yaknowwhat'msayin? them raw skills
sayin?
Really, to me

It's a Small Wonder, Vicki, why I'm picky
These niggas suck hickies
And still get to slip they shit in like
I'm sick of the hater-players, bring on the
With the flavors a farm team fucking with the majors
Like a how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up your bodily fluids, your is old
You your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin about
You retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical
Now get this, these emcees wanna me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like shot clocks, cops, and blood clots
My point is, your flow stoped!
By all means, you need more practice, take ass home
Everybody lookin at you, tank syndrome
In full effect, I stay lyrical rep
And keep it blacker than the of your neck
What you expect, emcees
we developin the followin
Gettin played like stone love and dollar vans
Order reverse your universe so your is first
your rise it gets worse
You a night nurse like Gregory
me - stop it hurts! - is what you say to me
Like that's supposed to mean
You the one I seen frontin in the
act I don't buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, come on just show love

Visions my synaptic space
Command and shape, to illustrate my mind's
The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous
among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine,
in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all a cipher, and they came to absorb it
I suit, and face it, embrace it
Shinin bright, but still I'm not to waste it
to rise, because I'm basement adjacent
Spirit is still so just and be patient
Some approach like I'm the one to base with
Clowns about to scream and but don't say shh...
I ain't your student so I to be tested
I'm majestic, I represent my without effort
My, is unorthodox, but of course it rocks
My serious synopsis drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and galvanize the
I must represent, I don't come off no corniness
It's all luminary, despite
people say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will make you jump like calypso
And, murmur to yourself a schizo
ain't no bottom on the ???

on
Here we go, Blackstar, hop on the line
We bout to y'all home
Here we go

We got all markets on
From meat to
Black Star, what? like Kid Rock in bars
Men flock to where we are, cause its the to be
I grab my paint, jump on stage and emcees
We sell our souls like Spawn and come for the throne I sit
or written songs, shit we can get it on!
Going back and forth, and back, all across the track
Passin the mic's like
Of its phat, get off of that!
Reverse psychology got em scared to say shit is whack
Out of fear of being called a hater, that!
We ain't havin reachin past the star status that you grabbin at
My battle raps blast your ass back to your natural
So floss, cause it costs ain't worth it to me
Cause I'm the one these Spice emcees Wannabe
But can't, ain't no points for effort, so why bother?
Cause your calls my name out like Clarence Carter
Carter, Clarence Carter!
(I be strokin, that's I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we rock
And always drop the head nodders
Aiyyo, for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, for these hater-players

Blackstar keeps