| Verbally I’m murdering the track again
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| I lyrically will kill 'em using synonyms and acronyms
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| Super rap avenger tapping into past I’ll get ya pass
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| And drift into the center mass inventing rap adventures
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| Class is now in session children
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| I’ll leap impressive buildings
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| Single bounds as phony rappers feel the pressure building
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| Their rhymes are less appealing then a crooked ex offender
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| I keep forever sending Heaven sent intelligence when
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| The parties over I’ll relax in linen sexing women
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| Like I’m perpetually better than the best that did it
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| I don’t invest in critics, views I manifest through lyrics
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| After the spot is blown to smithereens you guess who did it
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| Lyrically I’m the purple kush after they let you hit it
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| Executive of wrecking MC’s for the heck of it and
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| I’ll be the letter man, beheading MC’s head and grill them
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| Over a fireplace at camp embedded in the hills
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| See that which never kills them is nothing that I rep
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| So any type of crime you seek is something I’mma get
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| I shatter rapper’s worlds as if they was a China set
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| Even the thought of battling me is like a sign of death
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| «I 'bout to rap circles around this nigga»
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| «Serve words with nerve»
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| «You cool at what you spitting»
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| «Don't fuck up rotation»
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| «Word damn, you heard man, you heard man»
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| «Guard your radius»
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| «Watching ceiling fans go 'round trying to catch that feeling»
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| «Rap circles»
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| «That's the shape of things to come»
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| «MC's lyin', is dyin' shit off»
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| «Why don’t you give that weak shit a rest and start rapping»
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| Circles around circles
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| Certain now it’s curtains since my purpose now to hurt you
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| Serving power virtue through the verbs and nouns I lurk through
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| Murking peoples turfs and town that blurt the doubtful curses
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| Peep the metamorphis from the secret clever forces
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| They will be forever lost in sonic deep endeavors often
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| Here to lead the way of rhyme to each and every lost one
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| When I see a rappers head I seek to sever off one
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| Keeping every awesome bar discrete until I floss 'em
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| Keep excelling very far and free while letting off some
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| (Shine)
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| My radiance exploding like some popcorn
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| Fly so high that literally coming down is no option
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| Circles around circles around circles around you all
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| MC’s that wanna stand for nothing, y’all are bound to fall
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| They call me Gift Omega
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| I rip and drag you through the agony of tragedy
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| And sad defeat and drown you with the roar |