f/ Miz
Jeru The Damaja
In the time hip hop was strong The Supahuman Klik the land Bringin futuristic hip hop, presently in time The first in arms of the Supahuman Klik Was the all mighty, all powerful, Miz I she can describe it how she does better
Marvel Thought I disappeared now that the smoke has I come from times with inabitions, face to with fears While shootin wishing that I can shift my gears
So I raise my glass eye, I to that, say cheers And let the fire water wash away the tears, burn like On open wounds, thoughts consume all Give to these rhymes like an oral C-section Uhh, connection throughout the galaxy Time to switch to reality, make proper for the souls of It's the same for that stuck with that slave mentality Or wack ass rappers, they got no originality But my mentality, me travel around the galaxy gets shorter, I'm on the water, run insanity 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, everyone with me is If standing next to me, nothing's what it seems to be
Sending energy, I rhyme, but no time for idol questions If is my bible, when I fall in hip hop sessions Of the tribal blessings, to be learned had to be earned and not given
On the fourth of but not amongst the men that living Guy collides, when minds can't asked to be forgiven no turning back the hands of time, when past have risen
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verbal, power, verbal,
{Miz Power of the and the force of a sonic boom Help me like battle wounds, to that shit I'm immune We come like the first platoon, into smoke filled rooms
Into it like magic mushrooms, from the womb to the tomb I got a meetin in the ladies room, I be real soon O-o-oh
To strike the deathblow, with a never ending flow And all pro, precise position, a crossbow
Friend or foe, gas heads go from C.E.O. to row See the toxic flow, it's poison waters overflow Paint a mental picture, Michaelangelo pierced with the sting of a scorpio Beats mad bong, to collapse the Walls of
Overflow and explore, I hope you got your blunts 'cause this is the same, no matter zip code My pro, bitches is robbed, the diamonds out your ear lobe I it tracked like a barcode of Illuminati And fight these devils back with the of Hammurabi
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{Miz I strike 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 intercourse to reproduce their first born Never sworn not to make the same mistakes as there
Written on there face, time worn sharpen a poison desert storm
Step on first month Capricorn, storm Jeans and boots my everyday Elegants and inocence, if ever given a form Hell a fury like a women's scorn My niggas strife to perform, I to break the norm
Give me any platform and I perform lyrical quiet I it hot, you keep it luke warm From to college dorms, keep these niggas souls torned
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Lot of people, other groups aware of these consciousness Virtually to defend against (repeated over and over)