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I'm the of all trades, master of one
Black and underpaid, this mic gun
Put it to temple, and pop yo' pimple
Break you down like kempo, I'm trained in the

I in rockin my page from the heart
I dig down deep my psyche
Information excites me, the invites me
When I, throw on my and step to it nicely

Huh, unlikely any man could out-mic me
Lightning, please strike me it did when I was a child
Hit me with a thousand volts and make me smile
You name it I can aim it, catch it and tame it, it
Take it and paint it in beautiful
Directly from place you could expect no other
To stand by these trues and break these

We defy the laws of cool and sang these blues and this news

I'm hip-hop SPOKESman, I ain't a coke man

A folks man, he reached for the mic and broke his hand
It's not my problem, not my fault
It's not my concern, I don't a shit about
Them fingers, reachin for the scepter
All up in yo' but I'm not Dr. Lector
Or Dr. Phil, but I got to kill
white widdle, widdle, fat little pill
To for your enjoyment, to get psychadelic
I don't sell it I spill it out, and it so angelic

My rap gat makes your brain
Blow up, everything holdin up your hat
firin the pistons gas, in the engines
Fuck a foot in the door, we off the hinges

my, dash is broken, glass is broken
And is open, and it's still left smokin

Okay Mr. to Ten, is it sickenin?

What kind of box you thinkin in?Think again

a blank, you saw a tank
But see my soldiers on the flank movin up another rank
The Hip-Hop Hall of Fame went up in
When they, mention my name tension in they brains
An extension of the game and, I stake this
And these chains and this one's for the last train

I'm the of all trades, master of one
And the thing I mastered is blastin mic gun
Put it to your temple, and pop yo'
Break you down like kempo, I'm in the arts

We got one verse to rock this beat
And seperate the shit from the weak
So, get in the groove, and feel the

And once you're inside spread around
From the bottom to the top, top, to the
I'm, gonna rock 'em, while, I got 'em
I rock this with style and power
And this, is yo' MC
I don't know if, all of you have
But up to YOU to rip.. {*vocals fade out*