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Let's
alaikum, people of good will
I offer you the greeting of thought skill
To reveal the open-end chapter
As real as the flesh that you're in
To the cavity your mind is rotting in, I'll be riding in
And there have been a slight, rotation warp to curve
The course of course, I'm when I'm reportin'

I distort, I don't contort
Connect, conduct, collect, or conceal
In full control of the of the wheel
My eyes are my to decipher the science
defiance with the high-tech mic check
The buttons that flashed, I pushed for destruction
Your structure is lifted from the
The foundation is broke, so you float around

I'm embedded in what is known as
Let it be shown, enzyme is complete
In time, you'll see the pace of the pulse
Rapidly, rate, happily marched
I happen to be the dark man who holds the
I arch my line to make a rainbow
But it ain't the though, yo
The tried and pros are chasing fool's gold

through holes like small rodents
It's obviously evident, my embellishment at two-ninety-two I.Q.
'Cuz Big Ace is the spinner, in the
Inventor, and I to be a winner meaning
I'll be in the outer ovaries, overload, overboard
Overseas hearin' more, than the eye
Can I stand, primitive, sentimentalist, escapist
The way I shape this landscape, makes this, vivid
I give it a rivet, hold it, stand at the

I it, learn to live it, then give you my exhibit
Not inhibited, not even a little bit when I'm
My attempts to redefine your hip-hop
And you can the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
My attempts to redefine your guideline
You can the sideline, write rhymes in your spare time
I'd rather stimulate your mind than emulate your purpose
And we only touched on the surface of the serpent

me part of the dust, in the dusk
I must the samples from the rust
Penetrate the crust then trust no
Driven by the sonic, language
Your ashes the flashes, of the neon
From beyond, what kind of could I be on?
I don't know, but be on for eons, and eons
While many think they can never play out
Get trapped in a time frame and never their way out

I stay off the and I balance
Always the challenge
To show the the incredible talents
I cut the corners, smooth out the
Worthlessness is just of the problem
I read the kid, I did every column
I note the kingdom, and the phylum
Whylum style 'em until they get to hit the

I mark it on the bullseye, of and the buffalo wing in the sky
My architectnique sparks the dark streets of your resting
I suggest that you your town
I inhabit the oxygen, off the memory
You will never forget to remember the lone
Marine biologist machine with the
mind fertile, foot, over hurdle
Tight girdle, and my word'll be the last

I incubate every millennium
I fast and I hibernate, to any of 'em
I am potent,
No color, no odor, no taste, no replaceable
No heart, no head, just a
The darkest come, right before the light
I watch my watch and stand before the mic
By the powers, in me, I digested MC's

for thought, caught on to the end of the rope and swung
Then stood stiff as if I was on a
Not beneath sticks, my are made of bricks
When I my footprints indent cement
I am not nor am I unusual
Nor am I oblivious to, hideous
Every city is captured and trapped in my

Given the spinal tap as the rap climbs
My attempts to redefine hip-hop guidelines
You can the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
My attempts to redefine hip-hop guidelines
You can play the sidelines, rhymes in your spare time
'Cuz I have the night owl on the prowl
Master of the penpal style 'cuz I'm, om-nipotent

I'm, some, experiment that is out of control
I'm some big black hole
I up, select, and rec'd every tangle
I flare up, and you can try, any
Bermuda, but I bury the barracuda
Then I'm, octagon in the wind the pollen