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When the MCs came to out the name and to perform
Some had to snort cocaine to act insane before Pete it on
Now on with the mental plane to spark the brain with the building to be
Yo RZA the track with the what to cut

Fake niggas get
In mic I swing swords and cut clowns
Shit is too swift to bite you record and it down
I flow like the on a murder scene, like a syringe
On some wild out shit, to insert a
But it was your op the shop art
Catch a swollen heart not rolling smart
I put mad pressure, on phony rhymes that get hurt
Shit's like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
minimum, and feminine like sandals
My table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt the cards are dealt
With the impact of roundhouse from black belts
That attack, the mic-fones like or typhoon
I represent from midnight to high
I don't waste ink, nigga I
I drop megaton bombs more faster than you
Cause rhyme thoughts at a tremendous speed
Clouds of smoke, of blends of weed
Only under one circumstance if I'm blunted
Turn that shit up, my clan in the want it

When the MCs to live out the name and to perform
Some had to snort to act insane before Pete rocked it on
Now on with the mental plane to spark the with the building to be born
Yo RZA the track with the what to cut

I'm on a mission niggas say is impossible
But when I swing my swords all choppable
I be the body dropper, the heartbeat
Child educator, plus head
niggas styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers
Lyrics are weak like clock radio
Don't stop in my station and attack
While plan failed, get derailed like Amtrak
the fuck for? Down by law, I make law
I be justice, I sentence that ass two to
Round the clock, that pen time check it
With the pens I be sticking but you can't stick to
Came through the Wu, slid off on the DL
I'm low-key like seashells, I these bells
Now aboard, it's Medina bound
the chamber, and it's a whole different sound
It's a entrance, small exit like a funnel
So deep it's picked up on in tunnels
Niggas are fascinated how the shit
Get vaccinated, my is branded in your skin