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Yo, the feet that I with
The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see
The mouth I talk with, the terror that I stalk with
Now it's time to shit

Yo, the that I walk with
The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see
The mouth that I with, the terror that I stalk with
Now time to spark shit

God, I walk around a little edgy already
Y'all MC's come my face, but my aim's steady
is skilled in most strategic plan
I float across seas and, breezed across
Standin', in these of murder within
The structure of this world that's with sin
I'm always hittin', to leave guessin'
For any transgression, in my
There will be a blessing, and explicit intoxicated
Buddha session, to stressin'
Me with the madness, puttin' niggaz on my had
No sadness is felt, you shuffled and cards get dealt
Jim Carrey ass niggaz start to
Impact like a buckle bein' swung from off a
Any help for shelter, in the realms of a welter
My weight will tilt ya, hold alignments and change filter
My attitude a product of
So for gratitude, you know you can't rely on me
eyein' me, with looks of they anxiety
Wonderin' what's in my heart, or piety
Yo, it depends on which one, you bring to
At times I get trife, but what to worship is my
Malik be blend with the tree, to an enemy
You cloggin' me up cat, now vacant the

Yo, the feet that I walk
The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see
The mouth that I talk with, the terror that I with
Now it's to spark shit

Yo, the feet that I walk
The ears that I with, the eyes that I see with
The mouth that I with, the terror that I stalk with
Now it's time to shit

I'm to a ballot, it's Abdul Malik
Don't with bullshit, I'm quick to call it invalid
Route through district, we keep it simplistic
No need for the to talk, put it on halt
me the vault, or the safe, cause I'm on the paper chase
Wade through route states for bout thirty my waist
I'm tryin to get it, these bottlin' thoughts become acidic
With one in the chamber, to aim and spit it
A girlfriend and team made nigga just splintered
I take what you got to give, I got to live
The hour, I bet your ass you act sour
Might act up, but I still can dowa
I'm usin' new ways to try to reach better days
Instead of tryin' to take you I just make you wonder
I fast, make salaat, and pay zakaat
I didn't make Hajj yet, but that's my project
two lives, one of turn and one with true lies
Keepin' a hoe, these hands into my do'as
In the quarters livin' modest my nigga Trotter
I my foes, like tawaf around the kaba
I used to live life, like was no mañana
Now I'm treatin' every breath, like it was your
I'm Mill-itill-itant the Fifth that stand firm
a pillar, I'm I and T-L like Manilla

Yo, the that I walk with
The ears that I hear with, the eyes that I see
The mouth that I talk with, the that I stalk with
Now it's time to shit

Yo, the feet that I walk
The ears that I with, the eyes that I see with
The mouth that I talk with, the terror that I stalk
Now time to spark shit

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