| Apocalyptic event, insurance free leasing
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| Increase the dosage, whatever you’re smoking
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| We’re not alike, you’re impotent, and I am potent
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| Flow ocean, moonwalk, undetected motion
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| Post in any lobby, crime hobby devotion
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| A loyalist, oil slick, swifter than the coil kick
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| Aura darker than the sorcerer’s pot you get boiled in
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| First tend to the plot, now I bring the soil in
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| I have yet to meet a human I felt I couldn’t slay
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| Wouldn’t say that none exist, but shit I’ll go and look today
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| Seen the truth as a youth, I never looked away
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| Look away, catch a hook and lay
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| Faster than it take to lay a hook
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| I push the pace and book a show in your face, fucker
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| Don’t confuse me, I do this for the tyrants
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| I do the for Knicks, Mets, Yanks and the Giants
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| Hammers on standby, ambulance sirens
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| A panoramic view of the streets, we were the flyest
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| I make the blind see it
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| Prying ears, my science free us
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| They want to corporate it, 'i-n-c' us
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| They say it ain’t dope, but I ain’t see it
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| I’m Thomas, Isaiah for your eyes and ears
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| I promise, Po' I’m a giant with ideas
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| Why fear?, your fate was to die here
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| Fly gear, all throughout the year, three-sixty
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| If you’re gonna kill me, you’re gonna leave with me
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| Threats are serious, emcees, they are various
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| Ways to split you in half, like caesarians
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| Flows is barbaric
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| The pharoah’s cha-ris-matic, in all areas
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| Siberia cold, blow your area code
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| Disable your body, and carry your soul, Po'
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| Reinforce the block, I’m unorthodox
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| I put a stain on your head, like Gorbachev
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| You need to stop trying to do what I’m doing
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| Don’t mistake a God for a human
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| I’m made of star dust, in God we trust
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| Step in the room, I’ll make your hearts and minds adjust
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| Right brain righteous, left brain devilish
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| I blend with the periodic table of elements
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| And my equation adds up, ya’ll adapt to us
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| 30 stacks and up, that’s whats up |