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f/ Miz

Intro: The Damaja

In the time hip hop was strong
The Supahuman ruled the land
Bringin futuristic hip hop, presently in time
The first lieutenant in of the Supahuman Klik
Was the all mighty, all powerful, Miz
I she can describe it how she does better

Marvel
Thought I now that the smoke has cleared
I come from with inabitions, face to face with fears
While shootin stars wishing that I can shift my

So I raise my glass eye, I to that, say cheers
And let the fire water wash away the tears, like salt
On open wounds, thoughts all consetions
Give birth to these like an oral C-section
Uhh, positive connection throughout the
Time to to reality, make proper arrangements
for the of fatalities
It's the same for niggas that stuck with slave mentality
Or these wack ass rappers, got no originality
But my mentality, me travel around the galaxy
Time gets shorter, I'm on the water, run
It seems like everyone was me
a nasty girl like Vanity
Make wild, I smoke la, anything to keep my sanity
Ain't got no friends, with me is family
If they standing next to me, what it seems to be

Sending energy, when I rhyme, but no for idol questions
If is my bible, when I fall in hip hop sessions
Of the tribal blessings, lessons to be
Respect had to be and not given

On the fourth of them but not amongst the men that
Guy collides, when selfish can't asked to be forgiven
Ain't no turning the hands of time,
when past have risen

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Black, black,

verbal, power, verbal,

{Miz
Power of the moon and the force of a sonic
Help me heel battle wounds, to that shit I'm immune
We come thru like the first platoon, into smoke filled

Into it seems like mushrooms, from the womb to the tomb
I got a in the ladies room, I be back real soon
o-o-o-oh

To strike the deathblow, continue with a never flow
And all pro, position, like a crossbow

Friend or foe, gas heads go C.E.O. to skid row
See the toxic green flow, poison waters overflow
Paint a picture, lyrical Michaelangelo
Words pierced with the of a scorpio
Beats mad bong, to the Walls of Jericho

Overflow and explore, I hope you got your rolled
'cause this is the same, no which zip code
My pro, bitches is robbed,
suckin the out your ear lobe
I keep it tracked like a of Illuminati
And fight these devils with the Code of Hammurabi

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{Miz
I with magnum force, send you on a collision course
With no remorse, I tap the and knock you off ya high horse
While beats and rhymes have to reproduce their first born
Never sworn not to make the same mistakes as there

Written on there face, time worn then a poison desert storm

Step on first Capricorn, quiet storm
Jeans and my everyday uniform
Elegants and inocence, if ever given a form
Hell have a fury like a women's
My niggas strife to perform, I struggle to the norm

Give me any platform and I perform lyrical storms
I it hot, you keep it luke warm
From hotels to college dorms, these niggas souls torned

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Lot of people, other groups aware of these consciousness
Virtually impossible to defend against (repeated and over)