| Girl I’m a wizard
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| Write rhymes that bring forth
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| Whirlwinds and blizzards
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| Start early and end it
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| I’m barely beginning
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| Emcee warfare I’m buried in the trenches
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| Y’all lynching all y’all fall captured in the abyss
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| Deep inside, peeping eat them like I was Brotha Lynch
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| Revolutionary rhyme style make the government paranoid
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| Of hidden metaphors wonder what I meant
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| Cut a vent trough your mental thoughts
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| If you ain’t about this lyricism homie kick rocks
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| thought patterns. |
| Y’all get ready for the liftoff
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| touring kicking deadly predicates sick vibe
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| Step into your village, set it off with this style
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| Now you eating humble pie instead of talking shit now
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| Set it off and give hell, better run and get out
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| Rappers that attempted me need medical assist now
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| Get up on it nigga, rollin' so official
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| Never let up on it, I’mma flow and blow and just flow
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| Rollin over that flow, rollin over this flow
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| Pressure cooker tension overloading
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| It’s the big Blow Up!
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| Everybody make way it’s the blowup
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| Everybody check it out it’s the blowup
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| One time for your mind it’s the blowup
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| Party people in the house it’s the blowup
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| Everybody check it out it’s the blowup
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| Make way make room it’s the blowup
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| Everybody everybody it’s the blowup
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| Check it out ya’ll it’s the blowup
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| I blow the hinges off the door
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| And make the roof crumble
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| And if suckers want to rumble then I’ll take it to them
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| Ain’t nothing they can think or say and nothing they can do
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| Blinder than Ray Charles with rhymes of fury I’ma make it do
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| What it do, sucker free, spot a fraud and shake a fool
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| Bring your lady to the battle with your boy I’ll take her too
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| Take her to my crib and make a plate of food
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| Pimping while she venting to me what she really think of you
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| Every time you catch up with my rapping style I’ll make up new patterns
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| Breaking atoms, while I’m spazzing as I take your crew out
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| Peasant kiss my pinky ring I am a king to you
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| Good and thorough putting words together like I’m Langston Hughes
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| I punish rappers with the things I do, spanking fools
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| a sound let’s go and hold it down just like an anchor do
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| Don of lyricism how I rank and rule
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| Bringing fools to a higher level up without all of the dank and brew
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| They do what they be doing think I make a new style a day my lyrics stretch a
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| mile a day
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| Hey but who’s counting on who got the flow and rhyming insurmountable
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| The pressure cooker tension’s elevating its about to blow up
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| Everybody make way it’s the blowup
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| Everybody check it out it’s the blowup
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| One time for your mind it’s the blowup
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| Party people in the house it’s the blowup
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| Everybody check it out it’s the blowup
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| Make way make room it’s the blowup
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| Everybody everybody it’s the blowup
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| Check it out ya’ll it’s the blowup |