| Yo, you can give a man a brain but will he think?
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| I give him water like the rain but will he drink?
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| I hit the punk with everything but the kitchen sink
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| The Universe is like a chain, I’m the missing link
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| Every time I open up my book
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| I’m reading with my eyes but I use my mind to look
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| Seeing with my intellect I travel to the deep
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| My brain draws a picture even when I’m fast asleep
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| Sketching, like an architect, a building made of thoughts
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| Comprehending wisdom years before it’s even taught
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| Talent makes the master kick a rap or even scene
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| The writer metamorphosize into Stephen King
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| Time is running out but I won’t let 'em see the clock
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| Decipher spirit codes and the take the form of kilo rock
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| Conditions make me realise that niggas coming soon
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| Got hype in outerspace and rode around across the Moon
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| Vocally I’m powerful, I catapult through space
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| Words disintegrate aver a tonne of toxic waste
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| Physically as well as mathematically precise
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| Yesterday a psychic called and asked me for advice
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| K-Rino is too aerodynamically equipped
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| Witness a rage he stage, niggas pages ripped
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| Vocals I dissimulate the victim like they’re slow
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| The slightest touch is equal to a thousand Tyson blows |