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Mr. e is a top prospect, mic get rep, east-west connect
Come a little tighter, pull the all-nighter... --the and the mighty--
this delicious, mystic malicious
Ridiculousness, I like my snippets
I strip down to the core and explore
Many more want what I have in
For you, in this era, this mic's a terror
My scripts consist of parchness
I gave the to eve and she ate it
Built the pyramids and the sphinx, and now you hate it
Co-create the reborn, this mic torn
My defense is like jason sehorn
On these on the cobs, lop for pop, now they popcorn
Plus I got a bucket of em, so it to em
ruckus to em, slip the ducats to em
Still they ruined when I bring my touch to em
Can't my shit no matter what I say
Though they ass out at fappy's on the bagel buffet, no delay
Evidence is a top prospect, mic checks get rep, east-west
Where the light intense, dope dispense... --here go the evidence--

--you now into evidence!--
For more than and guns, I'm stressed on gettin sex
Yo I take it as it comes, on occasions
I like my heart, chimes, and
But this is for heartbeats twelve in the morning
Never tense, I the flossy, fly shit from tchaikovsky
drink so I get bent when I sip bacardi
Spark this party, no
Never wearin guess, and
lose when I got my chips on the table
Go against the oz, and the wizard
So play that shit then come short, get the blizzard
Why is it you be buildin worlds fake and useless?
Heads pretend they hard, yo their movie's lukas
Now you focused ? caught locusts
This style's covered like rakim's, I ain't no joke,
Flow is out of control like rap in
Man I told em in the front, in the middle, in the back, it's that

[mr.
is a top prospect, mic checks get rep, east-west connect
Give em all high-fives, you don't "here come's the city brother" --

Yo, that gallon I'm hear to score again like marcus allen
l.a. this mc stallion
Only a few I know got the chronic like ev'
Yo, the nonsense, our likwid eastern conference
And now we do it to coast like the liks --the magnificent--
Defari, eon, and
The present tense is dope rhymes to the infinite
Wack mc's in the yard, I kill the God that towers
And shoot at will shoot to kill with lyrical
Like the beatnuts, pop the and watch this bitches head for the hills
But in my trunk there's straight bumps that
And just a licensed nba spalding notebook, looks phat
With phat rhymes and pages and pages
This outrageous, independence connect, drop this ? ? ?
For wages, blow both and outdoor stages
All ages feel they root like the flute, gets contagious

[mr.
We are three top prospects, mic get rep, east-west connect
Come to the with tight defense, defari, eon, and evidence