| K is the flame writer, came to light up the game brighter
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| Jump off of the studio and use my binder as a hang glider
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| Accurate tracker my head traffic is faster
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| Leave rappers in fragments like a smashed package of crackers
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| People of all ages bathing in my arrangements
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| K has written a page for every single occasion
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| Gazing into space they say that maybe he’s dazing
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| Seven planets away I can see the aliens waving
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| See you and me don’t move in congruency
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| So the fool will seek to ruin me due to my intuitive sentence fluency
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| I’ll kill a rapper from each nation and if you be patient
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| I can remake 'em back from cremation
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| Rough as a road of gravel the toughest opponents baffled
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| Words slap you I practice by playing blindfolded scrabble
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| My mic grip is strong as a man pulling a range
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| I’ll crumble a single coin into a handful of change
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| The anointed clairvoyant appointed to harm and disarm you without warning
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| I’ll storm you like a swarm of mad hornets
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| My standards for raw carnage is enormous
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| So I could bomb 'em every morning and not be satisfied with my performance
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| In this environment I’m a tyrant
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| Every child in my school gets a 50 year homework assignment
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| You’re blind but I could stand behind a fence from nine tenths
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| Of a miles length and still read tiny lines of fine print
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| I demolish a lot of tracks I live in a private shack
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| And sleep inside a giant amniotic sac
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| The incredible wrecker the alphabetical letter inspector
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| Who slipped 11 weapons through metal detectors
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| Better respecter, cherubim blessed with an impeccable lecture
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| Severing lessons I teach in medical sectors
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| I’ll assume the title I’m the lunar idol walking on the Moon with Micheal
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| If you don’t like me someone will like a unicycle
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| Whether noon or night the doom will strike you
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| The inhuman typewriter who can swing violently from another room and fight you
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| Sparking supernova thoughts
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| So even if I throw a soft vocal it can knock a swollen mans shoulder off
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| Deadly as an Ebola cough
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| I wrote this part in total darkness on an ark being circled by two ferocious
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| sharks
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| Your whole team I’ma bleed them 'cause of your low scheming
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| I’m so extreme when I beat him I heard his clothes screaming
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| With each new morning I reboot
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| My eyelids are see-through so I can see you even when I’m sleep too
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| Secret pro with a deep flow, my dome is real steep so
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| If it keeps growing people can slide down it like a ski slope
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| Attack you with a track that I doubt you could match
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| Have your shadow walking around here without you attached
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| Practicing rewind got a scientific mind like I’m Urkel
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| I’ll freeze time and run a straight line in a circle
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| Mind communication nothing spoken on the phone
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| When I step to a window the blinds open on their own
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| Followers came to my front door hoping I was home
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| They saw me sipping on a snowcone and floating on a drone
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| I peeled my roof back hear voices like, «Who's that?»
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| Me and twenty personalities in a group chat
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| Dumbfounding the greats with my literary capers
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| I wrote two full albums on one sheet of paper
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| Paid killer always chasing the next bounty
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| Throw a pass to myself and catch it in the next county
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| Bars leaving them nauseous, your’s weak and lethargic
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| Hearts sliding in front of moving cars taking charges
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| Never met anybody formidabl
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| It’s mystical how I use my lyrical audio to create a visual
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| Picture it as I mention it
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| I’m the symphony conductor whose orchestra plays compositions using no
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| instruments |