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Yes
Every day somebody ask me all the real MC's is at?
underground
There's mad talented cats with that raw shit
Yaknowwhat'msayin? Bringin them raw
YaknowwhatI'm
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 Mickies
I'm sick of the hater-players, on the regulators
With the flavors like a farm team fucking the majors
Like a how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up your bodily fluids, style is old
You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be about
You retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this fitness
Now get this, emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is, your flow stoped!
By all means, you need more practice, take ass home
Everybody lookin at you, fish tank
In effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
And keep it blacker than the back of your
What you expect, emcees
we developin the followin
Gettin played like stone tapes and dollar vans
Order reverse your so your demise is first
Before rise it gets worse
You a night nurse like Gregory
Beggin me - stop it hurts! - is you say to me
Like that's supposed to mean
You the one I seen in the club
act I don't buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, come on just your love

Visions my synaptic space
Command and shape, to illustrate my landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous
Thickets among the forests, beneath the bridges
of hilltops, lit up with tree 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
Destined to rise, I'm basement adjacent
is still so just chill and be patient
Some heads approach like I'm the one to with
Clowns about to and shout but don't say shh...
I ain't your student so I ain't to be
I'm majestic, I my strength without effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of course it
My serious will drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and the audience
I must represent, I don't come off with no
all luminary, despite commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My sign make you jump around like calypso
And, murmur to yourself a schizo
There no bottom on the ???

on
Here we go, Blackstar, hop on the Blackstar
We bout to take home
Here we go

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

Blackstar keeps