| This is poetry in motion
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| Try to catch on, stay close to the host
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| And mc’s try to make the road rough but I’m coastin
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| Ladies hear the rhymes rub em on like lotion
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| Hit spots soothin, can’t stop movin
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| Go ahead bust a sweat and you can bet I’m still coolin
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| When I detain it’s a brainstorm
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| Never the same form, every brain I rained on is warm
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| Takin a trip through memory lane to melody
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| See if you could tell if these thoughts to fell mc’s
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| Could do you justice, but you can’t touch this
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| Some kid just tried to bust this but he just missed
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| I’m universal and much more merciful
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| So versatile with the style it’s reversable
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| I get away even if I say a curse or two
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| First, let me bust another verse for you
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| Your arms too short to box with ra so quit
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| You don’t want no kind of conflict
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| Or you’ll get stripped as the rhyme is ripped
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| Pick up the pieces now ain’t that peace yeah I’m hip
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| Everything I said flows since my intro
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| I plant a thought extend and then grow
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| Holdin my pen tightly it might be Controversy at first when I write the
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| Chords of research don’t just take it for granted
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| When I’m gone my mind remains a planet
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| If I keep buildin, and teach the children
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| So when they read in between the lines it’s filled in I break to meditate, not a peep, concentrate
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| Till I’m deep awake, but not asleep
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| At the same time risin and advertisin
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| What is true, keep advised and you can stay wise
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| And I’m untouchable
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| Comin over the bridge take a peak at the skyline
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| Cause that’s how I shine not only when I rhyme
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| My culture’s makin me stronger, mentally
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| Physically I’m powerful poetry now that could be Labelled as art placed in a museum
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| Style’ll make scenery, now you see 'em
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| Exhibit a knowledge that’s packed and filled with
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| Nothin illiterate it’s facts I build with
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| My mind’s untouchable which means intangible
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| Contents never dense it’s understandable
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| I study life so I can live it the right way
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| No time to hear what another brother might say
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| Why sell a capsule of crack I don’t have to I rhyme and sign million dollar contracts to Put message on records that’s graced with hard bass
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| Smugglin microphones, this ain’t scarface
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| Whoever talked that talk, I wanna hawk
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| And don’t try to escape from new york
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| Cross a 110th street lookin for a problem
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| It’s hell up in harlem, watch ra solve em I hear the music clear as I get near
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| The hundred and twenty fifth street apollo theater
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| Take a step back when I rap I step up to you…
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| I’m untouchable
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| Put on my thinking cap pump the track
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| Test your reflex relax but in contact
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| You fold and lose control so hold your partner closer
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| You’re supposed to keep your composure
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| But you hear the drum said go then it gets so hype
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| It’s like nitro opponents get petro
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| Remember the trademark left by the r That’s never soft or smooth it’s comin off the hardest
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| In effect, you could die-tect the imposter
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| Takin my props, rakim is still proper
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| I’m a prophet, you can’t stop it, when I drop it Everything I say, coincide with the topic
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| Thoughts bounce around till my skull is fractured
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| Inside my brain it’s all manufactured
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| As we go deeper it’s hard to find
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| Don’t even think about it, cause you can’t read my mind
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| It’s clear so therefore you need a ear or inclined
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| In the mind with some kind of idea for
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| The style I’m advertisin what is true
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| Keep advised that you stay wise and the mind
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| Is untouchable |