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To ease the mind I between lines I vandalize
With rhymes, when I recite I hold the mic a nine
I design like a composer, blow you like a
mind with the smoothness, move with composure

Grab a mic n' set it I'm wettin' su'n' with my heater
get wet 'cuz they be sweatin' my procedure
Crimes I design stress
Like Buddah bless in the I choose to rep

My complex like geometry, blessed ganja be
If I die, niggaz gunshots'll honor me
Properly, I be droppin' these life philosophies
Criminology, it's just a ghetto prophecy

I got to be back, empower property
Sports cars, dogs and a lots of trees
Quite I might even chop a ki
'Cuz when I chill the D's are still clockin' me
Rookies on fours havin' wet dreams of knockin' me

See me jumpin' out the Lex, a street odyssey
So vex they follow me son, my policy, here to make
Sorta rhyme is a robbery, I take mines
There ain't a mother fucka me
Rhymes like these, leave ya' at ease

Just, just, just, just, listen to the man on the mic

I'm Sagittarius, the archer, breed
Dimes keys to they apartment
I snipe MC's like a marksman, of a arson
And I'll freeze ya' like a breeze from the Arctic
Seize the narcsters
When on stage I feel weak, you breathe out ya'

You seek enlightenment you can be my
Son, I don't wanna be in Queens with my boo
Stressed out because case supreme indict you
I do what I got to do I've slung jums n' bottles
blood money, bust guns with hollows
A man child crowds in smooth apparel

Write quite illustrious n' live a Pharaoh
My destiny's to spread my wings a sparrow
My pen's addicted to men who've convicted
Every housin' projects I've the realness
Son I sit down with convicts, deal killers, chill wit' dealers

I really feelin' niggaz rhymes these days
I coincide each phrase to write so my line's engraved
Like a inside a plate
I'm tryin' to live 'cuz I'ma die one day, if don't pay
My currency's defined off the I say

I'ma poet due to my respect of Bigs'
I rep NYC with no aspiration
My stand on pavement once felt by Perry Mason
'Cuz self-preservation is the law of nature
I a M I C while semi-squeeze
Rhymes like these, leave ya' mind at

Just, just, just,
Listen, just listen,
listen to the man on the mic
Just, listen, just listen
Just to the man on the mic
Listen, listen, to the man on the mic

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