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My be mystic, you ask who is it
Doin' it, with the next type of techs runnin' it
The bullshit, I mean, rap style
While I lean my six foot frame, Tame's the being

Seein' that niggas whack, time to take it to basics
Like Saucony or a pair of Asics
Don't hate analyst, hip-hop activist
Battle technician who be on a mission, now

Tame One got more than Gore-Tex
I'm through your set like CBS
Writin' my name up in your
Who wanna test me when I'm

Pushin' the like it's a Lexus
I come off hot like
My West predicts that I'm the shit
So I through the bricks and shoot the GIF like it's a full fifth
I bring the ruckus fillin' with dust
I spread love like Take 6 until the spliff bust

We wish to diminish MC frauds who need to
a rap clinic, thinkin' that they all in it
My to those is right down to the core
Kick your best MC and all his niggas the door
offense, defense level high
Stamina a hundred, leave your ass dry

It's still our to hate ya play you out like Las Vegas
'Cause my crew's got more game than 16
With adapters, battlin' whack rappers and actors for all stacks
And my family fucked up like the Jacksons

Yo, you couldn't find my dab if you to use a map
Or instructions, the ones sold guns be bustin' so
Best to recognize, eyes is on the
Watchin' for spies who wanna of the lyrical pie

Crews be flippin' they really wanna die
But when I ease up, they freeze and look me in the eye
I got folders on the jokers who talk
They never walk 'cause I be checkin' for they hall pass

Haul ass and let me shine like do
When I die make a statue, I get in you like a
I pay homage to all the bombers I'm fly with
Endurin' politics and gettin' paid off of some side

I push niggas back who lack skills to hold own
Jackin' other brothers' styles way that they can
Prone to dismantle your insides like Mantle
My form lasts long, like candles

You see the work of these experts
That hurt niggas in cyphers and make the other states
Survivors of the fittest light the graph ASCAP
Sen-S-E-I the next paragraph

In all my style's wilder than a crack spot
I'm ill in, usin' the putas you as my backdrop
I a picture perfect with a thousand pencils
the back of Continentals, Lincolns, drinkin', thinkin' mental

You look through your girl's tape collection
'Cause this next might have a nigga second guess
I wanna do and get fat like Apache
So I can get nasty and dis a nigga like a

My exquisite exhibit has facts in this
Most niggas boast how they represent and come it
But whose the rudest boys, coolest poise
Artifacts be stickin' them rhythm poise

Is on the biz, skills like Liz
Tryin' to save the culture, wanna run the biz
You hear my more clear, intact
Peep the lyrics, my secrets

Ill, the film called 'The Curor'
Questions, answers, brothers payin'
MC's recognize, so we this interview