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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 my six foot frame, Tame's the other being

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

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

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

We wish to diminish MC frauds who to check
Into a rap clinic, that they all in it
My message to is right down to the core
Kick your best MC and all his niggas the door
3-point offense, defense level
Stamina a hundred, your team ass dry

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

Yo, you find my dab if you tried to use a map
Or instructions, the ones sold guns be bustin' so
to recognize, eyes is on the prize
Watchin' for spies who wanna of the lyrical pie

Crews be flippin' they really wanna die
But when I ease up, freeze and can't look me in the eye
I got folders on the jokers who talk
They never walk past 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 a tattoo
I pay homage to all the bombers I'm fly with
Endurin' politics and gettin' paid off of some side

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

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

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

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

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

Is on the biz, Taylor skills Liz
to save the culture, vultures wanna run the biz
You hear my voice more clear,
the lyrics, trap my secrets

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