Moving at the of a solution Bleeding in the streets as we're the pollution They're that we need a revolution But passion is reduced to all-caps on a computer Hey, every sixteen I make a scene Blood all on you shirt like a Miskeen Y'all niggas trippin' mescaline and mixed greens My flow than the Sistine, pristine You going like Al Gore with 'em I make that got Malcolm in 'em God's favorite, I'm as a doctor's patient We live in a cold world, my job is to nations My occupation? Elation, a celebration of Raise the levels and the decibels too amazing how we be blazing, son Our is the loudest, they crowd around us But cower in the of the towers, boy
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Yo, I the nation, causing evacuation My manifestation got 'em patient from how I it amazing See, I'm the reason niggas need training I'm inflicting the pain and making it suitable for any occasion I'm very soon as I'm awaken Quickly back you up and bag bitch She's reminding me of Sanaa Rely on the hating I'm smiling and waiting That's when I 'em If you try to front, you'll be mistaken The mightiest making of a classic, alrighty, face it My psyche is and I'm hiring, so try me, I'm patient Sorry, I'm lying, face it, I'm back for the I'm giving niggas the courtesy of smashing their face in (Damn, can you cut his mic off?) See how we got 'em Cause they can't believe what we in the making Shit so historic, got me goin' for it while I bang the And do niggas greasier than a slab of
Bitch, you still cooking this in this house? Stop cooking damn pork in this house The going on in here?
Take a tour with it, the raw Where the beats so That it's gon' scrape the floor Make a call, all the rocket ships off Jah, Wu, gun music playin' when we off
These rap is bitches, nothing but suckers to me Sacrifice myself for the music and let suffer through me Your product is nothing to me I feel effects when I fuck with Louis Yep, I get buck in the studio like I'm Dee Pulling strings the Muppet movie Shining my light Mos calling his mother Umi Who's the regardless of who's flaming? We ain't talkin' the best until you mention my name you kidding? The truest spitting I'll break you like a so it's clearer That we believe in superstition These new need supervision Thinking that they can it in the booth like me What are you Listen I've been official, it's official, I'm too consistent I make a cause I'm too official for euphemisms Staying in the cut like a new I'll put you on your ass like Religion So it up for the truest living
Take a tour it, bake the raw Where the so savage That knuckles gon' scrape the floor Make a call, all the rocket ships off Jah, Wu, gun music playin' we facing off