| The humanistic garbage _
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| Illuminator demonstrator of dominance
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| Eliminator of commonance
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| I dont wanna hear your promises
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| Im all about raising consciousness
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| Original here on the back of your neck with homage
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| Ferocious soundscapes taking you on a journey
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| From which you won’t returning
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| So jump onto my gurney im takin you in for surgery
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| No perjury in a sort of musicality or your fired
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| Im a snob, I dont wanna hear your bullshit on the job
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| Im rocking the black robe
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| I talk in attack mode
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| Im walkin a thin line between goin outta my mind
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| And beam me up scotty it’s time to clean house
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| Not about _, all about style
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| What you gotta say and how you gonna say it
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| Can’t hold no doubt in the heart
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| Or you’ll get straight ripped apart
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| By the cats with big teeth
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| I swung em with a bat
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| Not clapped apart by a big beat
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| I got both in my arsenal
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| Arsenic in your Heineken so get drunk
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| And find me at your nearest club where the Legends play
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| L.A. city I love till the end of my days
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| Plenty of people with plenty to say
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| _ and switch em with issues to get you for cash
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| My sentiments the same, got so much in this game
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| Gotta use it like an atm won’t use it for no fame
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| Now havin a name is an asset, now matter how big the scale
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| Gotta be positive in the way I live
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| If I dont wanna fail
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| 1, 2, 3 and to the 4
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| Schizophrenic tenant # 1
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| Im a dawn from beyond baram drop the bomb
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| Atomic flow _ _ I settle, even when the chronic blow
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| This ain’t the Cosby Show cool like no Huckstable
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| Skeet skeet on every beat anytime I bust a flow
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| Gotta let the busters know Project Blowed is reputable
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| Speed it up a second ago
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| But I still flow when im reckin a slow
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| Time to meet the professionals high quality
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| Impeccable to keep bites so I guess its edible
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| Believe it or not, that’s incredible
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| Given beat downs like reginalds
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| But the general he got stars and stripes, cool
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| He ain’t hard to hype dude livin large as life
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| Super balls on the mic
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| Get charred for the right price
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| When the russian in you get charged like a credit card swipe
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| Im up to par im hella tight lighting far as a kite
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| Home run when im done out the park outta sight
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| Flip it quicker than nickels kickin ass with a big toe
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| You’re rappin straight racket wheres my straight jacket?
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| I’m a skitzo
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| See, your a lazy leazon a faze that has been gone
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| A batter that can’t hit the curve that we grade on
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| A grave that I lay on, unzip whip it out and spray on
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| Break his wrist and get his big day on
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| Tank full of candy im ruthless and handy
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| Take a seat cause most suckers can’t stand me
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| New step pops balls deep in your mammy
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| Cheat in miami and start a new family
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| See im sick and disturbed, eclectic with verbs
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| Tell em bite the curb if they work my last nerve
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| See im just an absurd to swallow the whole herd
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| You could see it all _ man fuck what you heard
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| I’m a skitzo |