| Yo yo, c’mere c’mere
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| Yo let’s freak that rhyme we was freakin the other night
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| (Yo I’m wit it yo just set it off)
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| I’m sayin though, after this, it’s no turnin back 'Fu
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| (Aiyyo just set it off man)
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| Pugilistic linguistics
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| Check out the mystics, we’re fantistic (You mean fantastic)
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| Fuck it, you’ll get your ass kicked
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| Challenge my verbal gymnastics (Vernacrobatics)
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| Vocabulary calisthenics, can’t under-
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| Stand, the mathematics are esoteric
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| Watch the style, but also peep the lyrics
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| My lightning, my thunder, way back I stomped out
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| Heracles, but now I stomp out emcees
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| Can’t chill, because the Sun don’t freeze
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| Heavy metal, hard like titanium
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| Alchemist, I turn wax into platinum
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| Influential, scientifical power
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| My mental violence will shower
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| Devour at a crazy rate
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| I’m speedin' through your circuits
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| And I perforate in data banks
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| Stamina in the brain is how I slay it
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| I enforce my voice and I always must obey it
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| Endorsin' of central rhymin' remedies
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| Against any man at arms that can get with the
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| Eternal, internal alchemist
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| I spill logic and science, ever since
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| Throwing cerebral blows without my fist
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| Poisonous Taoist
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| Don’t mess with toys in this racket
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| Terrorists don’t proceed to hijack it
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| It’s too perverted, you heard it, so now you get murdered
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| Test the sound system, it throws off your equilibrium
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| Deep concentration can’t fracture the meditation
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| Competition is flipped on at random
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| Deviant monks attack the mic, it’s mental pandemonium
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| And then some, you go for your hand gun
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| Psychokinetic forces proceed to smash in your cerebellum
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| Phonetician with more stamina than a Christian
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| My mind, C3H5N3O9 like nitroglycerine
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| I bust as Afu-Ra crush, clash with us and meet Cerebus
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| Ready, ridiculous ravagery as I commence
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| I whirlwind through cities
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| Breaking down substances, combining matter
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| Test my hand skills and back bones splatter
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| Rough and tough although the mental will stomp ya
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| Pugilism electrocute like Blanka
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| Collaborate all my words into verses
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| I instill the will without even curses
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| Slurs, escapade off the beat
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| Totally complete with the unique physique
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| Microcosmic warrior, indeed, I’ll destroy ya
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| And this mic, I’m taking over |