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Yo, King Gheedra, combined with the forces of nine ether
Blowing woofers and tweeters, syllable meaning
Disaster's cataclysmic, mystic natural, it's about
We hit you some substance that's actual

I got a gift call, prophecy, says 2003
Ends the of the jiggy MC
No more roaming on this like scavengers
Sciences broke the code of the Gregorian

Define laws and space in time, trying to trace my
up, respect the architect
Digital rollin', my whole roll with VS
Type to this whole universe in three steps

We stretch across the equator with major
Universal rhyme tones, with ya time zone
Minds blown by the jus' for the feeling
Hip-hop, it don't stop until I make a killing

Nah, I'm kidding, but for real, the world the same no more
Take your life to next level or no more
Take life to next level or remain no more
Word up, up

Well, I'm colliding the mind of a survivor
Surviving, the time brother
The high volume white collar styling
Verge jocking the side, mirages

Conquer the vibe, hunger
Nine to five work saga, God the life
Father trife, for the light, pounding the globe on sight
pimpin', it's throat

So you how we go down yo
Struck from the yo, medal throw
Settle the dough, live
The cannonball, weapon, men and

Four section, intelligence, balance
Benevolent, stinging medicine
Crouch tiger, dragon,
Watch ya back, if, this

through the atlas, first class diplomatic status
Stagma flag, the plan
Bar skin, a [unverified] streets watch timex clocks
[Unverified] punchless on the dot five

to rot
So we blew blocks,
old news how we do

I'm a one rhyme
For every time, I cross the thin
Between yours and mine, see, it's part of my design, shifting
Yin and yang combined, be out ya mind

Thinking star never shine
Pops duke, focus with a eye view
I'm all that, a plaintain, and some stew
Gettin' spine ache, British, ATL upon

Even avitronic figures be thumpin' off this verbal elixir
Magnetic attraction, raw, Jacksons
Straight open in the caption, here the Hix and Braxton's
Lyrical contraction, delivery reaction, it with a passion

That's just the way it had been, raw with cords strapped
A corpse, won't drop a curse, while mustard hit spouse?
Sharp with a needle, try to reach the
Ya'll fiending for the and the beat's not even EQ'd

We a snake to catch