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

I can be a bit demanding, acceptin, nothing less the best
I just flip shit anyone can kid, I stick the landing
and stand out, amongst most so stress
Trying to us, you can't come close like phone sex
I stay ahead of the pack, if you fuckin with
know that I cover the spread so bet on black
I'll give you your worth, serve up somethin delicious
While, most of these be makin my tummy hurt
Got me upset, sick of these who can't kick it
All to rhyming, I'ma stick them in rehab
Get em up you know, show em the light that they're
all and no bite, like a tree trunk
We slash and burn em, Indelibles, The In Which
suckers are finished, may they flow, in pieces
we're dominating, so while they're busy happy
just to be son, we give acceptance speeches
Takin the crown, front doors, breaking em
We some BAD MOTHERFUCKERS, that's many said
They also said, your time will come, it's to take it cause
we just couldn't stand the wait like Jenny

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

Aiyyo, the pulls my leg and beggin for mercy
My verse be the Don King-in, come out
I'll to kill it, my skill shit and the floor's coming
Who ain't feelin my joint, so that mean your jaw's numbing?
let me stop, gotta get my joint dislodged
and armies of niggas, with my dishonorable discharge
and get real, pulling from deep and you gots to up?
You talk about, "Respect mines," missin your layups
Hoes to foes, I start staring, truculant
heart style, fuck you then, order your demise
I'm well stocked, shell shocked, the bombs alarms
incoming, drum and vocal localize
for niggaz talkin bout Lucci, be modeling Susan
Kane bitch like, reputation for losing
Listen do you hear saying, "Damn that's a sucker"
Paranoid, looking like Fuzzy at the Rukas

Hey yo my nihilist, stylus, matter the finest
The of the sequence hides my vicious defense assignment
Your cacophonic visuals bond strictly to tissue fissure
Yeah, the burn from what I'm worth
I hate, let's exterminate bandwidths and communicate
Bezerk non will sleep on third rails for their cemetary
Enlist as, from pox to syphillis, all stars
Shit on punchlines insidious kid, you barf off
Only buck fifty you ever handed out was a Metro card
I can fit the sum of Tom Thumb concepts in a thimble
Simple bitches, Doctor Death lacing barbed wire
A herd of mad cows bust through brick like Jumanji
Sixty-Five upsetter, malicious scatalogics
Prophets turned skeptics, skeptics Jesus
Right-Wingers turned leftist, everybody on the dick of independence
Sorry we want you anymore get lost kid find an exit
Bugged, it? Huh, live you fuckin suckers
I woulda a witness to collapse your fame squadron
me, still a fan trying to understand how to be a master
For our who I see Dilated turn your fuckin grill to alabaster
Indelibles...

(Len scratches up excerpts from "Fire in which you burn")
Flow... J-Treds

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