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[Queen
Asides from in you, the words will stain you
Permanent like ink in epidermis, from artists
to scar this, thought of partnership you may fought
for this position and status, this
Matter of fact, madness I planned this like serial are banished
Flows like fishes' 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, mixture of offspring
Ring ring the alarm, cause I set strong of fire
my wire connections and disconnections
to settin sparks cause then I'm wettin, microphone
Disrespectin amateurs plus they don't be a sore sport
if it's meant yours, just pretend I liked

I can be a bit demanding, acceptin, less than the best
I don't just flip shit can kid, I stick the landing
and stand out, amongst so don't stress
to touch us, you can't come close like phone sex
I stay ahead of the pack, if you fuckin with
know I cover the spread so always bet on black
I'll you your money's worth, serve up somethin delicious
While, most of these rappers be makin my tummy
Got me upset, sick of these who can't kick it
All addicted to rhyming, I'ma stick in rehab
Get em cleaned up you know, show em the that they're
all and no bite, like a tree trunk
We slash and burn em, Indelibles, The Fire In
suckers are finished, may they flow, rest in
Cause we're dominating, so while they're happy
just to be nominated son, we acceptance speeches
Takin the crown, front doors, em down
We some BAD MOTHERFUCKERS, that's what many
They also said, your time will come, it's time to take it
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 just strip time codes down for my feet?
to master one-twenty-four at ninety-six KhZ
While you now trying to get up on Dungeon D&D
Thinking Indelibles will crash and you must be lazy and obscene
We fire sequential flyers, my ?provides wrecks in concert D?
em 40 bottles frozen from rooftops and projects
Beware watch below for falling objects, rupturing your
Two watt mono blocks is optional
to try to match with the Diamondback unstoppable
poseurs fiend for limelight exposure
When we rally back touch the microphone 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
Master of empirical principal
Metallic medicinal, with herbs, science and mineral
Yo crews start to walk, when we crack the series hood
Disengage the ?passive, rip open an casing?
Trying to sidestep backwards when it's this rhymer you facing

Aiyyo, the bullseye my leg and beggin for mercy
My verse be the Don King-in, out swinging
I'll to kill it, apply my skill shit and the coming
Who ain't my joint, so what that mean your jaw's numbing?
Chill let me stop, gotta get my joint
and retire armies of niggas, with my discharge
and get real, pulling from deep and you gots to up?
You talk about, "Respect mines," steady your layups
Hoes to foes, I start staring, wild
heart tearing style, fuck you then, your demise
I'm well stocked, shocked, describin the bombs alarms
incoming, when drum and vocal
for talkin bout Lucci, must be modeling Susan
Erika Kane bitch like, reputation for
do you hear voices saying, "Damn that's a sucker"
Paranoid, looking like Zoeller at the Rukas

Hey yo my nihilist, stylus, cuts matter the
The prime of the sequence hides my vicious defense
cacophonic visuals bond strictly to bitch tissue fissure
Yeah, the burn from what I'm operation
I hate, let's bandwidths and communicate physically
Bezerk non happers will sleep on third rails for cemetary
Enlist as, from pox to syphillis, all stars
Shit on punchlines insidious kid, that you off
Only buck you ever handed out was with a Metro card
I can fit the sum of your Tom concepts in a thimble
bitches, Doctor Death lacing barbed wire stitches
A herd of mad bust through brick walls like Jumanji
Sixty-Five upsetter, malicious scatalogics
Prophets turned skeptics, skeptics 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, live you fuckin
I woulda a witness to collapse your fame squadron
Pardon me, still a fan trying to how to be a master
For our Peoples who I see Dilated turn your grill to alabaster
Indelibles...

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

Company Flow...

Company Flow... Flow