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*movie
"Inifinite...no you don't around with the inifinite
no way you do that...
A painted hill has two sides, the kind you can with your hand
The kind you can feel in heart
Your soul, the side;
And you know, the of the two...is the spiritual"

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I'm leaf-twistin, but still your whole belief system
I speak wisdom, translated to diction
A past victim of the for grapple
Now I you, I'm the slave wit snapped shackles
After rules, a-alikes move wit me
We the fakes involved in the three-sixty
face the truth, you're too dumb
You burn and failed attempts the sun
I grab you and squeeze until pores bleed
Manipulate the earth you formerly believed
Even after you're buried underneath the
Send a message to hell, grieve for you
Your physical is converted into ash
Allah's wrath is on your epitab
eternity wit the underground forces
Your screams echo in ears of the remorseless

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"You don't even test"
"Uh-uh-oh, you wanna more, God bless"

The raw mangler, seven angles of
the pagans who stayed in the pages of Diameter
Rhyme shatterer, with nine I'm hackin you
The author scorch ya wit the torches of Joseph Mangler
Sended you to the squared to meet me
To beat me won't be easy, face thesis of Meche
Blood'll apease me, are prehistorical
Cerebral of cathedral that leads you the oracle
I'm horrible, I wit no time to react
DAT's so fine I pull spines out the back
In I crack minds that's what the brain desire
pulls as Mariah into the rain of fire
Barb wire around pagans that read the
Genocidal and liable to just cleave spinal
Final hours, the fruit they fond as Iris
Study rappers, wackness like Abolo scholars
First in line to try to me, I left him limbless
Tragic just a fallacy, I left em skinless
Beginners, keep your distance we might be vicious
You can find me wit Louis Logic drinkin of Guiness

"You don't wanna test"
"Uh-uh-oh, you wanna more, God bless"

Aiyyo when I
Fortunatley I possess a Jedi
So the force is me (When I rhyme)
Son it me spit a fresh one
So when Treds is done, a athiest will say I blessed him
And my jam bang, better cop that
Fuck all these who can't hang, get a jockstrap
we drop bombs, better be scared
'cause either hop on or be prepared for us to lock horns
We engage, when the pen we wage war
And then you know what they say, when it it pours
So face us, 'cause you can't change the of nature
We independent, it's competition callin us
We major threats who deliver, so your bets
We'll it minus the Moet, Rollies, and Avirex
We spit shit too amazing, just shit
That when you face it you'll see a must-win situation
Ain't no chance (anyway), not next to the champs
it's our freestyle that's gettin grants from the NEA
We well in doubt versus these we tell about
('cause us and them) between takin a L and a bow

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