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It's the underground styles of the urban masters
The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking quick (4x)

I was once in the land things would never go right
There lived a who sang a swan song of afternoons and home life
Well he was found lost, murdered a away in yards and turnpikes
God bless lune tns who got in him inhaling a few migraines
He stays on the shells and
Beyond his wildest fantasies never thought he'd be drilling 'em
But ah, and wore black tvs and a long purple robe
up should portray his weapon
Forever the maddened chains and keep the revelations guessing
Whether through mind over matter
Self or even zoning out through deep relaxation
Yo, I came across grown men too to dream
I walked past as a child with a staff on the south side of queens
Where the wild ones eye the title percent
Only thought was attain luxury, like the elevation wasn't
To keep with a crew that rallied back then, I'm treacherous
And exploded stars out the path of nexuses
A true rebel who's, like, technically to
Attract wannabe scientifical gold and forty-niners
Empower you or strangle your ass with the grapevine
I'm never out for the fame whereas I was told to fame to my name
And keep motivated on the low
Like a jersey packed train, apart from this
My crew, tight-knit with arsonists quick to set it
Like the rain forest gon' get down regardless to who you are
If you really witness the invisible
The clairvoyant rhyme blizzard, the tech hold arson as a
It's like, as I approach the two three hearts death's in the
one sixteenth of a gram is critical when it enters, so

It's the classic underground styles of the masters
The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking quick
(x4, alternating jus, el-p)

Shit, I feel
I wear the city air wet leather
Alone, though the dwells so closely together
dependent on technology I was raised as a child to keep me one
Trying to outrun white from my tv keeps me numb
Mr. disgusted, fortified, ill as
God's son, not a martyr but a working member of a collective
Who travel through the light as my corpse is dissected
Cell pack, 'em a little something extra on the set
Licking a slug at brandon lee just to be offensive like
Told the redbone you comprehend, sex alone can't fulfill me
Just cause I'm pinoy don't mean the government's not to kill me
The krazy king to whom even himself remains
From conditioning to remnants of and broken promises
To myself, born to be the b-boy of stealth
Who plot a point on the graph for every crab that he
Citizens blitzkrieg nihilistic of dark euthanasia
Fifty pen and pain phrase in alphabetical arrangement
Caught a cat scan to color print my and frame it
Battle my old pseudonym with a quote from cold fusion shit
Before the three hit the target
I'mma get a new life market, bells on
But can seem to fall all over harlots and sirens
And ignore those who love me
Who in truth embody the rarity of true
My man had a humor that's and gentle
We backgammon all night
Smoking kool cigs till the sun entered the
From a bad merger of substance of hell his swelled
It filled liquid in october, trouble and on a bus to ac
When I saw his grave, I had the so I doubled him
And affirmed to myself to float my way more credit
And the serum something low and the love to keep them separate
And blitz commander won because his armful a medic
You must expedite functions of and stick to it
Choose a concrete and bad to burn fluid
becomes structure from the beauty of confusion
Alchemy: heal your pain art, learn to use it

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It's the classic underground styles of the masters
The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags (10x)