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Let's
Asalaam alaikum, people of will
I offer you the greeting of thought skill
To finally the open-end chapter
As as the flesh that you're embodied in
To the skull your mind is rotting in, I'll be riding in
And there might have been a slight, rotation to curve
The course of course, I'm cordial I'm reportin'

I won't distort, I contort
Connect, conduct, collect, or conceal
In full of the roll of the wheel
My are my appliance to decipher the science
Omitting defiance with the mic check
The buttons that flashed, I pushed for absolute
structure is lifted from the ground
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, see the pace of the pulse pump
Rapidly, heart rate, happily
I happen to be the dark man who the charts
I my horizontal line to make a rainbow
But it ain't the though, yo
The tried and true pros are chasing gold

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

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

Consider me of the dust, in the dusk
I collect the samples from the rust
Penetrate the crust then no living
by the sonic, language passion
Your spark the flashes, of the neon
From beyond, what kind of could I be on?
I don't know, but I'ma be on for eons, and
While think that they can never play out
Get trapped in a time frame and never find way out

I off the dramatization and I balance
Always the challenge
To show the world the incredible
I cut the corners, out the surfaces
is just half of the problem
I read the kid, I did every column
I the animal kingdom, and the phylum
Whylum style 'em until get to hit the target

I mark it on the bullseye, of and the buffalo wing in the sky
My architectnique sparks the dark streets of resting ground
I suggest you warn your town
I inhabit the oxygen, mark off the
You will forget to remember the lone wolverine
Marine biologist machine the verbal
Internal mind fertile, foot, over
Tight like girdle, and my word'll be the

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

Food for thought, on to the end of the rope and swung
Then stood as if I was on a cliff
Not sticks, my feet are made of bricks
When I my footprints indent cement
I am not nor am I unusual
Nor am I to, hideous crimes
Every city is and trapped in my mind

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

I'm, some, government experiment that is out of
I'm from some big black
I square up, select, and rec'd tangle
I up, and you can try, any angle
Even Bermuda, but I the barracuda
Then I'm, in the wind with the pollen