| These rappers be thinking they better, it’s obvious
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| Iloh be evoking vibes that is ominous
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| See through these oculus in my sarcophagus
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| Run this metropolis, nobody’s stopping us
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| I bring the darkness like I’m Mephistopheles
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| Travel through space / meditate in Andromeda’s
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| Pass the thermometer / Something is wrong with us
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| Raising degrees ‘cos we ill ain’t no curin' this
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| I’m Illuminating / Still messin' with Mary J, evading bacon
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| If you think that X-Men is dead, you’re mistaken
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| A decade of hard work will not be forsaken
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| I’m making a statement
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| You fake it to make it / I keep it a hundred now
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| I’m making a statement
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| Fuck all these sellouts, I’m keeping it underground
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| Keep it a 100 / don’t let me get started
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| When I’m with the team / Boy, you know it’s a riot
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| But I’m getting tired of dealing with fakes
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| Now I look like the bad guy?
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| It’s looking a lot like a landslide
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| Too busy working to handle these damn fights
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| Imma light one and sit back
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| Tell the DJ spin it ‘round bring the beat back
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| And I’m keeping it underground already in flight |
| Boy, better get it right
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| In and out of the mind state / I take flight
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| It’s a real fight ‘cos I got the money in sight
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| Graduated top of the class / No drop out
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| Time is money / No, I can’t deal with these drop outs
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| Ding-ding / Hit the bell it’s a knock out
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| If you got a problem then homie go bring the Glock out
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| Dark Knight feeling
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| Die and be a hero
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| Or live long enough to see yourself become a villain
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| Yeah we makin' a statement, Walk on our pavement
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| Still underground and we dwell in the basement
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| Operate in the dark when we blazin'
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| Hibernate now the giants awaken
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| Thought that we dead but you highly mistaken
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| We purgin' the hate and the stain we erasin'
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| Runnin' the town for the city we’re raised in
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| I am paradin' the bars that we raisin'
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| Don’t worship your idol if you ain’t a pagan
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| You can have beef but avoid all the bacon
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| I am still real and there ain’t no debatin'
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| We were the Justice League now we’re like the Suicide Squad
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| They wanted us Dead with a Shot
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| Harakiri with no sword
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| Hanged by the neck |
| Death by the microphone chord
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| But you is a fraud that kill in the name of the lord
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| While I’m just defendin' my fort
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| And every time I record I be markin' the spot and be reppin' the squad
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| But you can never tell when a villain lies
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| ‘Cos the vigilantes they get villainized
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| Now it’s too late, we can go two ways
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| But I chose to cover up your Two-Face
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| I got that… |