Chorus 2x: "lyrics somebody want (yea yea) want lyrics" -- krs-one
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Here I go the specialist with the perscription I give you the leagal drug addiction, I got the shank, to memory bank How sharp, be affraid of the dark Come in to the light, you can't see It be, the historical, metaphorical, lyrical Yes the s, you know the rest, the spellin' I'm tired of y'all who rule, cause you don't listen, fool Your dealin' with a nigga fury Surely, I purley destroy any toy with any That's why I never lose, I play, I savaday style while I maintain mine Same yet, differ-rent, mag-nificent No quest it's the tribe So check that vibe I'm nice Whoever got me the price And I'll raise you a mill, days to a kill, some praise to a Never, yea I'm as lyrical as
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You wanna start about, have you about Consequences, sentences, to your sences, on the fences I'm strictly throwin' hits Knowin' it's, Gun here, in a extra clip Cause I'm to flip Next time, bring in a next rhyme, i Float like dead body, like a tazer than a ... lazer Open heart ... Surgery transplant you have none Theres one, shoot a one, that's a real one Grannit, with a heart to start But can you manage when I brandige your And your stitch is And bitch is open Is she, fishy I don't dis When I'm like dis they try to ammulate my Microphones break my intake For phatter, mass matter, glass Becareful, I got a Listen, I got them lyrics that your
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You're commin' your new sound You threw dowm Why try, try my tie and hang em' high, in the Cause it, wasn't, I idiea Who I fear No one, the son of jah Gimmie some la, and I get But wait, your not great, not good I shot wood, put you out your misery in the makin' Fuckin' with a crazy See, they vanish when I brandish the trigga Yea I'm goin hay Might not But white hot And with the right flow, the shit blow So I detonate, then evacuate, ash, don't even ask the blast, fast, I know you won't last But you can try Somebody want come see the eye
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