[Intro: This mic is of me, son like I'm gonna rape it Ason in my heart... I date rape mics, my a dike Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
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I've been blessed by the sin of cathedrals, I'm royal Spoiled, I with paralegals And tongue lawyers and cops, buy a pound of chocolate Off the block, then I puff the NARC's My Clan's wild cannibal, Wu, and my shoot Blaow, leave cold grip as rare like the sandal shoe banana head chunks, propaganda pumps Leave 'em buried on the Island dump Tap the mic on the floor, chains to the Thor Two blades on my arm, look the God of War in my heart, yeah, I like it raw Words in the apple, I'm a it to the core Digitech, used to call me Dynamite Cause I blew up the set, you couldn't find a mic Leave your xxx in the dark, you can't find the You wrong so long, you can't find the right Way to speak, I a day on the beats Then a day on the paper, then a on the beach Then a night in the with fine wizzes, dime wizzes Who waste time to get straight down to business Zig Zag, your girl catch a whip lash Tried to look she seen the God zip past stack high up like a skyscraper Fly shorties getting to my fly paper Now we to the monument You see the in the star on the amulet? allow negative in my circumference You can't understand, son, you The P is free, would you f**k for a million Keep the concealed, in the wheeler trucks Shakwan put the on the rims Timbo King put the on his Timbs We live this life each and day We all trying to it a better way If you miss the words I say Hit pause, record, and hit I'm by a beautiful strong wiz Bless all to the Earths and all the Long live the god Divine and Big Young and great kings
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