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If you run

[Verse 1: Mike]
Sit high as I ride on
Every line's like life on line, like on line
So every time I sit, write
I write rhymes like life on line, cause my life on
And since on line when I write these rhymes
It's no time for lyin', no time for
So allow me to humbly
That when I write rhymes I write, man I just rhyme
the rhymes come out my mind
Defined by divine
And my time, mostly talkin' to myself
When people think I'm out my mind, out my
Cause in my heart, there lives my art
Like Joan of Arc, be a martyr, like they marked her
My only faulter, I alter
I leave I see a flyin' saucer
Before I sleep, the works of Chaucer
Pretty stripper girl, I [?] her
We make love, then sip on cough
out to my wife and our mistress
Gifts you get you are gifted
and daring like Keith Haring
Crack is wack, now is back
Cause time I flip a word
It's like I'm flippin' on a bird
I got the hood rippin' a pack
And every fien with a and niggas flip, pocket got attacked
That'll send his ass to
And that is a fact, stuntin' like you Africans
That around, don't know how to act
know how to act
Jean Basquiat, you are not
Just a bitin' nigga went pop, that went pop
You just a bitin' nigga that went pop, went pop
You no Biggie or Pac

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From the era where your pen real
niggas that Scorsese feel
Welcome to the
Titans of the game, small, remain humble

[Verse 2:
Passion of Christ with the of Pac
on every ave, every block
Big brother, above
Kids bodies, leavin' prints, no gloves
Cashin' in on inmate
stay focused, I gotta keep my pen straight
Fuck a federal vacation at State
We got no plane we get weight
Most blind to the signs of the
Tryna elevate with the lines in my rhymes
D with a little Pusha T
Against all odds, nigga it's gon' be?
I'm see what Marshall saw
Pray it all happen 'fore law
One life to live and the time's steady
The people want so the nine's steady lickin'
Educated street nigga, kush roller
The government a virus ebola

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[Verse 3: KXNG
This is I put my heart in
Livin' behind bars, no pardon
Go ahead and act hard
I've been at 'em since Eve was in the garden
The flow to hit you up
you up, the coroner will pick you up, bitch
I'm livin' a pair of virgin twins
to each other, I don't give two fucks
Nah, cause y'all wild as
You rappers sound a pile of shit
Fucked the pile of shit, and then gave birth to a of shit
You of shit
But I'm the Chief Rocka that vodka
The heat cocker, a beat proper
The boy than a meat locker
The chopper, it sound like a beat boxer
stay steppin'
When they meet a weapon, they see their reverend
they see the gates of Heaven, it's 187
Me and DJ EFN, we reppin'

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