| Fresh out the gate its the Asiatic
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| Fanatic back at it
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| Spitting black magic
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| Create a world outta black fabric
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| Sparkled the life
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| Spark it with light
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| God stay visible
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| My du-rag create sound waves I’m Jay Pivotal
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| Spun the cypher running with Christ plus I’m a sniper
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| One with the dice one with the mics and nobody’s nicer
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| I payed the price-ah
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| And now I’m heating up the rostrum
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| Sucker emcees get struck to they knees playing possum
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| Rap gods insane
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| Lyrical Messiah, Jesus baptized in a flame
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| Sanitize they brain
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| What’s the origin
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| Ten thousand sons up in my squadron
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| We break down then build back up to form an organ
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| The flows natural
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| The inner-glow is celestial
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| The physical mold that’s just the clothes for the astral
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| Extra-terrestrial
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| Emceeing supreme being
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| All eyes seeing
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| Master the seen and unseen
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| And what year was that when the atom was cracked
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| In the materials of darkness she laid on her back
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| She knows all about you
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| Because the womb of the mind is the wo-man
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| That x chromosome came up out you
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| My rhymes like sperm cells thoughts for tales
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| Reproduce like sperm whales sharks and snails
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| Hit your gray matter
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| Then they excrete the data
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| And gestate for nine months above the bladder
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| This the most mathematical style that you heard of
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| And every verse I spit bitch it kicks murder
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| And like Roberta Flack
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| I’m killing you soft
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| Drawing you up in the fire midst revealing your thoughts
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| When Allah and his Christ bust through the ceiling with hawks
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| In the face of the earth meet the tip of the drills with a spark
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| That’s the judgement
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| Its grievous man
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| This population face to face with this Jesus man
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| Came to his own but they mis-perceived the lamb
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| Four-hundred years of slaving for the seeds of Abraham |