| I stimulate life and matter in my circumference
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| None could ever match my palm, I’m calm
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| So you know when I blow the bomb
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| It’s gonna quake something like a migraine pain
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| It’s gonna ache something stopping all motion
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| You could never move against the energy intensity knowledge my reality
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| Everything flow mathematically in order
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| My universal gravity pull is magnetic
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| Peace Allah victorious, Shabar B. Glorious
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| Mentally the mind see every speck of dust and every cubic square inch
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| The God magnificent build and make the rhyme still back to the paper
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| My guitar string sing
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| Make me wanna like, spit that thing, thing
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| When I’m on the mic talking to you, how you like?
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| I came to bring gold from the trader, he stole
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| And left you with a promise that was never fulfilled
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| I build and make the Earth quake
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| Catch a thought before it escape and write it down
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| I’m all so blessed, these words I manifest
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| My universal flag on my chest, Sun, Moon, Crest
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| Govern by the God of course, Cause I’m a star black to the core
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| The mic so hot, it a blow the Fahrenheit
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| It’s only one day, but I love it at night
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| Yo, let me build with you for a second |