| Word aesthetics, the veteran with a nice word fetish
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| It’s imperative that I shred him up like iceberg lettuce
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| I strip the Earth naked plus I perfected my work ethic
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| The first second, the nurse gave my mother my birth record
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| The precocious quote theologian
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| I read notes that repost and the results leave throats in convulsions
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| I’m overpowering, don’t have to shout at men to be louder than them
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| Plus every now and then I’m inverting my outer skin
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| Disavow any sour doubters who out to deflower our power
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| Slip in his house, kill him in the shower
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| Swinging a meat cleaver, the people become believers
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| ‘Cause I’m still breathing with a 300 degree fever
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| Speak with a street sweeper, heat seeker, the complete leader
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| Other beat bleeders think a million leagues deeper
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| Every night that we write, we strike beats precisely
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| And not even Vanna White can flip words like me
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| Yeah and I don’t care about none of you
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| I’m walking in straight gunning you
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| I wanna make you uncomfortable
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| I kill ‘em all so wonderful
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| I don’t care about none of you
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| I’m walking in straight gunning you
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| I wanna make you uncomfortable
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| I kill ‘em all so wonderful
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| I’ll travel a mental landscape
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| Metacarpals I break flat as a pancake, Superman handshakes
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| Eating Bran Flakes while I make plans to straight take your fanbase
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| 6'4'' human with an ant face
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| Catch you in the neck with a deadly projectile
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| Wretched and wild just like Siberian exile
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| I prove that you can lose, I choose acting a fool
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| Practicing moves like putting toothpaste back in a tube
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| The speed of my hands let ‘em know I had to be the man
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| Bobbing and weaving my head in a moving ceiling fan
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| If you keep playing, I’ma get him for at least a grand
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| Keep expanding my lethal clan 'til his preacher ran
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| The traveler navigating through the 2035 calendar
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| Scavenging for a certified challenger
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| My methods are the best that you ever saw and able to wreck and slaughter
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| ‘Cause the recorder filed a protective order like
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| Yeah, and I don’t care about none of you
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| I’m walking in straight gunning you
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| I wanna make you uncomfortable
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| I kill ‘em all so wonderful
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| I don’t care about none of you
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| I’m walking in straight gunning you
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| I wanna make you uncomfortable
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| I kill ‘em all so wonderful
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| My fortress is real, they don’t know what it costed to build
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| The force of my skill will toss two horses across a field
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| My organization’s elevation is real close
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| Doing heart operations while the patient is still woke
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| Yeah I’m bragging, my brain acting as a magnet
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| Attracting higher thought activity even when it’s stagnant
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| Keep my deepest cerebral increments in a bag with
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| Heated pieces of plastic equal to lethal gases
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| My microphone has at least 23 components
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| The trophies that I keep at home got real people on ‘em
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| You trigger booms, invisible stick in ligature jewels
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| I got twenty-five hundred and two signature moves
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| I’m too far gone, before I enter the war zone
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| I drink a gallon of extraterrestrial hormones
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| Rappers fell strong like a 300 pound hailstone
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| When they saw me call the ghost on a spiritual cell phone like
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| Yeah, and I don’t care about none of you
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| I’m walking in straight gunning you
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| I wanna make you uncomfortable
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| I kill ‘em all so wonderful
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| I don’t care about none of you
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| I’m walking in straight gunning you
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| I wanna make you uncomfortable
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| I kill ‘em all so wonderful |