| Sex is the reason that we all exist
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| See the stars made love in primordial mist
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| Way before the abyss, generated Genesis
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| The endless kiss, when the Gods put they lips on the galaxy
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| Stimulating universal energy
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| Magically, sexually, life was spread rapidly
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| Vasectomy to decimate the legacy is futile
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| Whenever I write, I give life to a new child
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| The music sound nubile
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| I’m fit to have sex with rap, and probably procreate a new style
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| Spermatazoa devoted to searching the biological ocean for controllin the ovum
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| Further than Omega, flow goes extra
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| Milelage, cause everything is sex & violence
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| Jet for seclusion and refuge in choosin
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| The best loops avoided
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| Lex Coupes and toys and
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| Techs and tools that infect the school systems
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| Paint new rhythms like Picasso usin Cubism
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| New prisms for your eyesight to explore
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| My life’s what Adam & Eve, had the sex for
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| Connect your rhymes with minds like an amoeba
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| We could either follow the leader or follow procedures
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| Either eat it before you secrete a seed in between her
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| Or leave her screamin fiendin beneath ya to please her deeper
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| So many ways to sex it, with amazing methods
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| I never paid to get it, I was made to wreck it
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| I ain’t afraid to bless it, cause I slay protected
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| On stage I’m nekkid, the way I was created (Check it!)
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| At a show capacity was two hundred forty
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| Did it to the crowd it was a new sorta orgy
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| Them other brothers before me approached it kind of corny
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| So I when I grabbed a shorty yo she wasn’t even all for me
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| That made me more horny, I like a challenge so
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| Started to alter the definition of a talent show
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| I knocked it off like a gallant pro
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| Hit it and switched positions
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| Lovin this mic, got a rich tradition
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| Yeah the baddest of the best was affectionate
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| Romance and bodily kisses before sexin it
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| Slow dance and pay for the meal, just like a gentleman
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| Treat her like a lady, hold the door before you let her in
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| Mental medicine, pencillin for whatever villian infected the mic
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| With metaphysics with syphillus in it
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| Cynical critics script it as if I ain’t fuckin it right
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| But all they do is masturbate, they never was touchin the mic
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| Bust it and slide man, that ain’t my style
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| Get permission before stickin and stay a while
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| When you hit it it was rape, plus you spit in her face
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| Talkin shit in the place like youse addicted to base
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| With upliftment, patience is passe to rapmade
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| Sing like an usspay that stinks like an ashtray
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| On this microphone better watch what that ass say
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| So everybody don’t catch AIDS, in the last days
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| Be careful with this shit! |