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Now
Mind over matter next batter be
Put it on a how much uncut
Raw shit we dealin' wit, murder track

killin' it, touched
You it, in your bloodstream
Deadly elixir
Hammer like Sledge that be

All and now, follow me, the Mista
Meth Candyman, farewell to the
Death come, in the scripture, one
Bring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be

When you walk up in this Dead
all that wack shit, now you know
You dead wrong, one lashes

Detonate that, pussy Massengil rap that
The kids rank, snatch off, while ridin' off
Float big boys, Oakland A's stashed away blades
let the sharks, ani-maze
Somethin' sheist like, seven butcher knives, rollin' style
Twice, itchy like lice hair fell out somethin'
To conquer, stomp ya like that cat
Toy Tonka ten carat on ya monsta
Ring Rocky like fuck switch sides like water
The DAT life preserve the other guys
Now Y'ALL act wilda
The style wilda than a praying
Chillin'

As my and I reign rebellious, changin'
The courses of time, no longer exist
As God Divine, all minds one no question
Now it
we can go through Lessons
Or might SHOT me a pussy
Comin' with lip professin', you must take
Allah for fool, where's his
Was he usin' as a tool?
Tell me, the struggle is God and I came to
Shit is so real, inside you
Back in the of mist
You you did the Knowledge before speakin'
Seekin', where you wrong
And why I bring you such physical harm?

Yo, mind arson, my squadren, surround the
Guns for hire plus you under and a target
Sniper in the cypher, I, Piper
Move the housing by the thousand, I out the Chrysler
strike ya like the mighty Thor, blast the door
Recite a page like a tidal wave, past the
Two pulls, I'm wild like mechanical
Pack a full house, it's girls night out, pull a
Heavenly laced, stimulation you feel slow paced
I motivate and my sober state

Magnificent, heavenly the God bent
Five Percent Range soul controller of the lynch
Mackin phone rings, Stephen King down at Danzine
My mood swings, off the rope, magazine
Coconut jewels, wore no color shoe, annual
lost his sandal, hidin the manual
Blow the vandal buggin off of Bon Jovi
Grammer lo-ve, famous murder weapon was a
Seize posin in Oshkosh, guzzle
Sabotage massage rap at large
Wolverine Milk, Wu denim jeans
Thurston Howell the Third back on the scene
Call it chopped meat, cause word is choppy
My logic crunch all crows to death, Kobiyashi couldn't me
Gettin' caught up in my world, world
and then twirl, cave your whole world in