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

Kick somethin' live chirpin' like Nextel
I'm all in together, a forever
I paint the town red with heads are severed
R-A-W, I still trouble to

your raps in the sleep hold, quick to smother you
Dart hit breastplate, meet ya death date
Rook down to E4 look, checkmate
No other way to a catastrophe

The Clan was drawin' blood and displayed it
order, hit the border, then slaughter
Horrific by prolific authors
Shape and mold MC's, like I'm the skelly top

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

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

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

He so gifted with the swiftness, godfather
casin', universal nation
Could he be the one predicted? Presidential in
Old soul to war us, be the growlest
Asiatic arctic is so frigid

Is it the zig zag? Coming to pay you a
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 from a cloud of smoke, the rotor's on
If surrounded, seven men drop one stroke

Even if my feet was down and one hand cuffed
To defeat me, ten demon's wouldn't be
I sleep in the lion's den without the steel
Ascended like Wu, so coming down Mt. Zion

this, superlogical that
Digital, it back with superlogical rap
Have a shootout at midnight, the let's see quicker
Forty four colt jolt, all you seen was the

You like the damsel, lost like little Hansel
Your flame generate the heat of a candle
Me, I be a Killa Bee, keepin'
Ol' the desert e, shoot ten millime'

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

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

My mic is a dyke, my life is a
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, don't put your there

Drop you to a tank of sharks, wound's bleedin'
And been two weeks since they had their last feedin'
Ain't nothin' but bones, we the sand
And spread it out, over twenty of land

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

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