| I might be late, but I overcompensate
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| In hip hop my spot too hot to try to take
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| Motivated the flow (hated?) celebrated MC
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| Incredible breakout speed to take you out, G
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| From the 19th planet on the 38th moon
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| To a tabernacle womb with 38 tombs
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| The Holy Law of metaphor I’m so raw
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| I spit bars there’s no way to remember it all
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| Only human but I spit super Rick Rucker
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| To protect my future just like you would, nigga
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| You under house arrest, still ain’t listened
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| To my album yet, you ain’t never gettin' outta debt
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| Til I come through and mash up the set, win the bet
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| This is it, I’m the best, how much you wanna bet
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| Niggas push out they chest like they ever beat a vet
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| Zero respect, don’t even know how to lead the men
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| Here I am again, the alchemical architect
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| With my nigga Dee Dalimbless spittin' Syntex
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| Where you at, Dee? |
| I’m right next to you G
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| MC Canibus Architect of Alchemy |