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The echo enhance the flow with the block party
Keep an MC head spinnin' like Dark Bacardi, BAC is 2.3
Now the liver's damaged, but his lungs are free
So inhale, exhale, breathe and get

Kick somethin' stop chirpin' like Nextel
I'm all in together, a swordsman
I paint the town red many heads are severed
R-A-W, I bring trouble to

Throw your raps in the sleep hold, quick to you
Dart hit your breastplate, meet ya death
down to E4 look, it's checkmate
No other way to a catastrophe

The Clan was drawin' blood and it graphically
Direct order, hit the border, slaughter
torture by prolific authors
Shape and MC's, like I'm playin' the skelly top

gettin', Hot In Here
Like the single Nelly dropped
So take ya clothes off, the is so soft
A rock'll turn 'em into Ivan Koloff

Why do the Gods MC's study from
Thirty five, and fifty year, try to become
Under the study with the sword above the
So he would in mind under the open pledge

fencing, somethin' so sharp
Piercing, swords cling, the intimate
Close combat, is MC'ing at it's best
But is no contest, sent I'm this
You could never test, and try to question this

He so gifted with the swiftness, civilization
casin', universal nation
Could he be the one Presidential sent in
Old school soul to war us, be the
Asiatic flow is so frigid

Is it the zig zag? to pay you a visit
Somehow me as an old wise wizard
World, I'm not the
I go somewhere, don't how I came

Is it the weed, the or the 'caine?
Or the Digi stained on my brain?
Appear a cloud of smoke, the rotor's on choke
If surrounded, seven men drop one stroke

Even if my feet was down and one hand cuffed
To defeat me, ten demon's be enough
I sleep in the den without the steel iron
Ascended like Wu, so coming down Mt. Zion

Superlogical this, superlogical
Digital, take it back superlogical rap
Have a shootout at midnight, the let's see who's
Forty four jolt, all you seen was the flicker

You distressed like the damsel, like little Hansel
Your flame couldn't generate the of a candle
Me, I be a Killa Bee, keepin'
Ol' plated the e, shoot ten millime'

than millipede, you try to intercede
Your body being found in the yard artillery
A black governor, a rich white mayor
Man, this city ain't got a prayer

has invaded, now the whole town's slated
Your decapitated head is tooken down paraded
Up and down the avenue, I drive a
Benz and all my men's are tattle

My mic is a dyke, my is a light
A day to God is a thousand years, how long is a
You get in my shadow of dark- hark, who goes there?
Power-U smells like carp, put your nose there

Drop you to a tank of sharks, your wound's
And it's been two weeks since they had their last
nothin' but bones, we plotted the sand
And spread it out, over twenty acres of

Some call me steels, 'cause hard to bend me
C-Cypher can't apprehend me
In a no smokin' zone, I smoke of hash
Niggas see me, I disappear in the flash

Next time I'm spotted, I got the fatter
Movin' with a click that stick dry porrage
Someone's sittin' in my chair, who goes there?
To sub zero cold, words can't flow here
Glaciers of ice, plus of spice
Say your at night, 'fore you touch that mic