| Hold weight in each part, street, county estate
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| Makes no different, magnificent is, getting down to business
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| Ridiculous, vigorous, you can’t dilgerous ass nigga’s
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| Stop fucking up the airwaves, stand and ovate
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| XP I be the one who was great
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| Of all time, rap sergent of rhymes, Large Professor
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| From the grand on the dresser, to lands you can’t measure
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| My black, cake be stake, uniform in a pile
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| I do perform with a smile, they took me off for the trail
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| You ain’t often in the wild, heard schemes and dreams
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| Of the reigning supreme, nigga coming staight from queens
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| Ghetto philosopher, like marjuna i’m sparking ya Verbal conquerer, drama chereograhper
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| Design rhyme for crimnal mind, individuals
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| My physical was formulated like a bio-chemical
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| I wear suede by fila, architect divise
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| Then I analyze the rhyme I scientifically apply
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| My device is precise like a sniper’s sight
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| My mic is quite addicted off the rhymes I write
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| And at night when mega cocaine grams exchange hands
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| My pen explains my thoughts contained like a brain scan
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| Live beat suiduce me, mentally suits me Melody massage me nice, like a gicuzzi, mike?
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| I write smoothy, while you fein for ganja
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| I drink pinacallada’s, on a crews to the bahamas
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| I’m too exotic with lyrics, vicious like a school of paranyas
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| Using knowledge, to devour, with buddah calmness |