| First I’m in release mode, then I’m in peace mode
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| Input the cheat code then I to go beast mode
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| But rappers be in sleep mode
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| Scared when then feet cold
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| While we travel the globe
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| First I’m in release mode, then I’m in peace mode
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| Input the cheat code then I to go beast mode
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| But rappers be in sleep mode
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| Better wake up cause it’s bout to get deep yo!
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| None greater, too blessed to be a hater
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| Got the megalixir, equipped, sitting next to my saber
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| Limit break ya, big shots, had better be braver
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| When we pop up on you like weapons up out the crater
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| Behavior unsavory, soldiers, never submit
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| Feel the vibration, when we spit, continental drift
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| Set shift, let these cats know, the power of the rap flow
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| Watch how you act tho, I never play the back row
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| Try to top the sounds heaven’s Cloud chop ya down
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| Hit Rocket Town and lock it down, then I knock em out
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| God’s hand, closed fist, give em broken nose
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| Get the nuts, get the greens, for the chocobos
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| Get the gil, spent a night on the town
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| Another day for a knight of the round |
| Spit ballin, notorious Chris Wallace
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| Do the knowledge
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| Watch ya boys take off like Cid’s rocket
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| First I’m in release mode, then I’m in peace mode
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| Input the cheat code then I to go beast mode
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| But rappers be in sleep mode
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| Scared when then feet cold
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| While we travel the globe
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| First I’m in release mode, then I’m in peace mode
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| Input the cheat code then I to go beast mode
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| But rappers be in sleep mode.
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| Better wake up cause it’s bout to get deep yo
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| Funny how folk who swear that you’re genius
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| Expect you’ll be mediocre for their convenience
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| Hold their praise like clutched pearls, cause no one’s seen ya
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| But word spreads anyway
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| I turn heads when I say
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| I rap, trombone, produce. |
| there’s a hat trick
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| Guess the whole rap game’s a Serta mattress
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| While they’re taking naps
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| They should be in search of caskets
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| Vause with the bars it’s redrum but you heard it backwards
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| So you go from opposite of Annie Reed with Walter
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| To ending up like Aeris at the altar
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| My hand erupts like Barret with assault gun
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| The pen can seem disparaging. |
| but all love |
| Just spread the name
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| Kadesh or keep your mouth shut
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| We out just
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| Trying to net cool breaks
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| You on Snorlax
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| Don’t ignore facts
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| That dopeness might sneak attack ya
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| Like I won it from an s roost race
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| Or like an Al Pacino restroom break
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| Watch the door, cap |