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

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

Visions occupy my space
Command and shape, to illustrate my mind's
The tall grass, the low plains, the ridges
Thickets among the forests, beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine,
in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all form a cipher, and came to absorb it
I follow suit, and face it, it
Shinin bright, but still I'm not to waste it
Destined to rise, because I'm adjacent
Spirit is still so chill and be patient
Some heads like I'm the one to base with
Clowns about to scream and but don't say shh...
I your student so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic, I my strength 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 come off with no corniness
all luminary, despite commentary
Some say, Mos how you get so?
My will make you jump around like calypso
And, murmur to yourself like a
There ain't no on the ???

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

We got all markets on
From meat to
Black Star, Throwin like Kid Rock in bars
Men flock to we are, cause its the place to be
I grab my paint, jump on and deface emcees
We our souls like Spawn and come for the throne I sit upon
Freestyle or written songs, 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 when shit is
Out of fear of being called a hater, that!
We ain't havin that reachin past the star that you grabbin at
My raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat
So floss, cause what it costs worth it to me
Cause I'm the one Spice Girl emcees Wannabe
But they can't, ain't no for effort, so why bother?
your girl calls my name out like Clarence Carter
Clarence Carter, Carter!
(I be strokin, what I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we harder
And always drop the bona-fide nodders
Aiyyo, for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, for these hater-players

Blackstar shining