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For warriors, the answer is crystalised in an instant, their
Instincts point them one way. the truth becomes undeniable, and
Apocylptic.

pachino, p.r. terrorist]

I got a hunger for the mic my appetite strike at night
for thought, hold down a fort
Up in the port of riches last seen stitches,
Grab the can by ? crucifix, his actin superstitious,
One eyein, one fakin, for his iron
And one to get close, I got the toast
And I'm firin, blood gushin,
Still zonin off the war

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Yo wha, yo
We be the of circuference,
My thought cant behold body, mind substance
For the key to shit, kid
the imposter, group of a uh-life's
My team be like a roster, you lobster
You the edges of all the ?
Cut the tongues off all the
Just one may cost ya, the price of ya life
I should think twice, remember always think twice
Because mistake may be comin kid
So wake the fuck up, yo the fuck up, yo

Aiyoo, straight up and
Dont even bring that of shit around me
You get ya whole neck slapped off ya shoulders
fast, faster than the eye blink, so why think
You could amongst the, livest mc's
And that I run with,
And collaborate my with
To elevate to higher as I landed,
But stranded as the God p.r. terrorist apprehended
suspects on the set

[dom
Dirty doctrine, concoction, rhyme rottin,
Stay plottin, wake, grenade shoppin
Caught a nice one, grave the
To track a ? may get bloody, ugly
Dippin in mud, my soldiers love me
Grab a mic, look into the sunshine way me
my forehead, today had my daily bread
Shared it with you, make sure my are always fed

[killa

Yo I'm wrestiln moves,
My headlocked into submission,
While are lickin
Pickin crops of intuition,
Yo my brain to change shorts are strange (what)
Names in vain, court physical force of unexplained
For the battle of my life in the light
This nigga grab a mic
Strike with a of dynamite, right
So this, killa get vigorous
A lyricist supremicist attackin the track like ? of

Run, we still pillagin