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I so far
Im chewin niggas lyrics for a bar
New era, em like reign terror
So highly Mecca Nas a died and measured
The inevitable, beyond the ever so, this deadly
get revised in the time before celestial
No being or lyric hit precise, double sight
light, through the crypts at night
Spark pathetic brains and
Seven heaven verses the seven wonder, of thunder
As lightning strikes out from under
Cloudy men drips, sinks Niles of mist
Worries startin to give, land for the out the crypt
Of the dark, dead senses, gods of heavenly
Count told me how to find the eclipse
I leave lip stitched
Cause you couldnt mind your
But when it to this rap,
You shouldve the premises
Make way for a chilla, guerilla, down low
Get loopbtin civil, up

[ Prodigal ]
Yo I believe me
[ ]
P get on the mic for the NYC

[ Prodigal ]
P attack you the metronome
Catch you in groove home alone
Blowin wit the chrome,
Im to the bone
My title be known, cannibal, maestro
Sparked and fully my team of psychos
Sell it higher than the Towers
Seconds minutes led the hour, the power
bibles, the sunshower, the wise out on the scene
They think we the dream
My sheens like morphine in your veins
Pastors can you and your crew, oooh stand the rain
Many men possess the gin in the of sin
Deeper than, chosen others frozen
the explosion, my opposition
Protect my of demolitions, full competition
Keep em Benjin
Like chicken heads on the ground
Bite the trey for foes that wanna get down
Me and my sharpen the sound
the town town town

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[ Hell ]
Yo I believe me
[ ]
Razah get on the mic for the NYC

[ Razah ]
If I could chew glass to this, true shit check it
Hell raise from the dead black Lazaris
ass to this on King Sols mattresses
Bust gat to this, make sure you hold it accurate
John the Baptist this dip you wit the
out the genie lamp grant you on your wish
Trapped in the studio and told the truth
You better try a video or get the boot
From BK to Beirut we shuttin down
Gatherin the loot you mackin in a chicken coop
Duck duck goose tie him in a
Whats the use of havin troops if you dont put them to use?
rappers couldnt blow if a windy storm produce
And sung a kiddie song and wore a Power suit
Salute the fruit, King David birth root
Play the earths flute just I execute
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[ Man ]
Yo I thats me
[ Razah ]
Aiyyo lock it down like LAPD

[ Man ]
you proceed to cut the mustard, I cut the cheese
Mr. givin cold shoulders to mcs
The sickest of
Johnny Blaze at three hundred and sixty
My PLO is from here to overseas
Guerillas in the mist from the highest trees
Bombin
See me in the war being all that I can be
Camoflauge fatigue, hard headed league
Got em under seige battleship in sinkin
20,000 leagues beneath sea
Adjust the trebel on that thang got your shovel
Can you dig it? Keep talkin bout it while we it
All day, every days a Billie
Lady the blues get the street news by the way
Have you heard crime
Hit your block like that lava that burnt Pompei, hot
In the melting pot, felt the shot the world
We unstoppable like baby girl
Armed and dangerous treat militia, Ill make you
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