| Primitive plus futuristic equals
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| Powerful effects to progress the people
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| (People buy records cause I reckon they beckon
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| To belong to a song that makes the soul strong)
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| Strong as an ox I belong in a box
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| That is battery-powered and portable, plus recordable
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| (Recordable and audible to navigate the nautical
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| Arsenals of artisans were parted into particles)
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| Particles of artifacts inherited from archetypes
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| Who used to rock the parks at night
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| Led to Kris Parker types
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| (Types of trouble like a puzzle baffles brains
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| And as the pain obliterates your innocence
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| You start to lose to little kids)
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| A little kid is what I feel like
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| When the beat it brings me delight
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| After darkness comes the daylight
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| 9 to 5's will never pay right
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| (Right or left, it’s life or death
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| It’s like a breath before you dive
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| Into the depths of faith
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| Beyond the path that you can estimate)
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| Estimate the best a tape has ever sounded
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| Rounded to the nearest metaphor
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| My equal sign is way ahead of yours
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| (Yours truly forcefully scorched bullies
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| Thoughtfully brought goodies
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| To the batter’s box
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| To form a paradox)
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| My paradox’ll lead to a paragon
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| You should not compare Edan
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| To a pinch hitter, call me trendsetter
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| (A trendsetter with a vendetta
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| With a pen next to text extra scorchin
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| Like Jimmy at the organ)
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| Organizin elements that force a guy’s intelligence
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| To walk the line of relevance
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| Assault the mind with elegance
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| (Elegance from a man without melanin, tellin em
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| Yet again that it’s them that I’m better than)
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| Better than veterans fumblin medicine vials
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| Venomous styles embedded in Thomas Edison’s files
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| (File this in aisle six next to style kicks
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| And brain sauce, flavors range from extra hot to mild wit)
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| Witness these swift kicks to the witless
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| Dipshit, all the kids bitch cause I’m different
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| (Different like a platypus, analytical catalyst
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| Pullin punchlines out of hats, magical battle tricks)
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| Tricks are for kids with wit in they lid, umbilical cord
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| Ripped off the kids committin syllable fraud
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| (Fraudulent fucks are depositing muck
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| Into Kool Herc’s kidneys
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| You fools’ll turn to mince meat)
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| Meat is what I abstain from to remain one
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| With organic principles
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| To keep the mind invincible
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| (Invincible, convince a flow to turn left
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| Turn def jams into blind faith
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| Bird brains don’t migrate)
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| Migrate the miscreant to show em what the history is
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| A cultural exhibit of the musically illicit
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| (Illustrating, commentating, demonstrating
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| Elevating plus evaluating
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| Tracks to leave the wack salivating) |