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[Queen
from gettin in you, the words will stain you
Permanent like ink in epidermis, from artists
to scar this, of partnership you may have fought
for this position and status, entrepeneurship
Matter of fact, madness I planned this serial killers are banished
Flows aquatic fishes' surroundings, underground and
it's pounding, like pregnancies, the expectancy
of three times three, use my nine to climb
like on wall, on call like physicians
to deliver my you savor the flavor like Punisher to the cure
A parent's birth picture, evade of offspring
Ring the alarm, cause I set strong cases of fire
my wire connections and disconnections
to settin cause then I'm wettin, microphone checkin
Disrespectin amateurs plus mentors don't be a sore sport
if it's yours, just pretend I liked yours

I can be a bit demanding, acceptin, nothing less than the
I don't just shit anyone can kid, I stick the landing
and stand out, most so don't stress
Trying to touch us, you can't close like phone sex
I stay ahead of the pack, if you fuckin Treds
know that I cover the spread so bet on black
give you your money's worth, serve up somethin delicious
While, most of these be makin my tummy hurt
Got me upset, sick of these crabs who can't it
All addicted to rhyming, I'ma stick them in
Get em cleaned up you know, show em the that they're
all bark and no bite, like a trunk
We and burn em, Indelibles, The Fire In Which
suckers are finished, may they flow, rest in
Cause dominating, so while they're busy happy
just to be nominated son, we acceptance speeches
Takin the crown, front doors, em down
We BAD MOTHERFUCKERS, that's what many said
They also said, your time come, it's time to take it cause
we couldn't stand the wait like Jenny Craig

[Bigg
Now that's my man the puzzler, bringin a pain device disguiser
for infinite wisdom knowledge of life rhyme provider
?on dudes that strip time codes down for my feet?
to one-twenty-four bits at ninety-six KhZ
While you now trying to get up on Dungeon D&D
Thinking Indelibles will crash and burn you must be and obscene
We fire flyers, my verse ?provides wrecks in concert D?
Slingin em 40 frozen from rooftops and projects
Beware watch below for falling objects, your optical
Two one-hundred watt blocks is optional
to try to match with the Diamondback unstoppable
Background fiend for limelight exposure
When we back touch the microphone playtime is over
Who's trying to see the CF graf crew visualize
top to bottom, and stand out in New York an L.A. gang tag do
Master of mathematical empirical
medicinal, mixed with herbs, science and mineral
Yo crews start to walk, when we the five series hood
Disengage the ?passive, rip open an casing?
Trying to sidestep backwards when it's this rhymer that you

Aiyyo, the bullseye pulls my leg and for mercy
My be the Don King-in, come out swinging
I'll to kill it, apply my shit and the floor's coming
Who ain't feelin my joint, so what that mean your numbing?
Chill let me stop, get my joint dislodged
and retire armies of niggas, with my dishonorable
and get real, pulling deep and you gots to play up?
You talk about, "Respect mines," steady missin layups
Hoes to foes, I start staring, truculant
heart tearing style, fuck you then, order demise
I'm well stocked, shell shocked, the bombs alarms
incoming, when and vocal localize
for talkin bout Lucci, must be modeling Susan
Erika Kane bitch like, for losing
Listen do you voices saying, "Damn that's a sucker"
Paranoid, like Fuzzy Zoeller at the Rukas

Hey yo my nihilist, stylus, cuts matter the
The prime of the sequence my vicious defense assignment
Your visuals bond strictly to bitch tissue fissure
Yeah, the burn from what I'm operation
I hate, let's exterminate bandwidths and physically
Bezerk non happers sleep on third rails for their cemetary
Enlist as, from pox to syphillis, all stars
Shit on punchlines kid, that you barf off
Only buck fifty you ever handed out was with a card
I can fit the sum of your Tom concepts in a thimble
Simple bitches, Doctor lacing barbed wire stitches
A herd of mad cows bust through brick walls Jumanji
Sixty-Five upsetter, malicious scatalogics
Prophets turned skeptics, found Jesus
Right-Wingers turned leftist, everybody jumped on the dick of
Sorry we don't want you anymore get lost kid an exit
Bugged, isn't it? Huh, you fuckin suckers
I woulda been a witness to collapse your squadron
Pardon me, still a fan trying to understand how to be a
For our who I see Dilated turn your fuckin grill to alabaster
Indelibles...

(Len scratches up various excerpts "Fire in which you burn")
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