| Make ya next the move the best, I almost slept thru ya set
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| Heru in the flesh Jesus how I bless
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| Voices from the elders, Coachella felons
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| Back doors sneaking out the Motel 11
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| Indelible with melanin, fragments of Africa
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| Blacksmith vernacular fanatics point the camera at
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| The Emperor, I’m the center of attention
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| At the ringside looking like Spinks vs. Tyson
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| Burundi eating baramundi with a toolie and a coofie
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| Shout out to the groupies in the 2 seat
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| Huh you crazy? |
| I pulled coat fast
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| Baba Yaga I’m a Shaka watching bullets go passed
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| I’m a nomad, been known for my big gonads
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| We go for the bag, book a flight home and go back
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| I’m the level, right above the next level level
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| I’m rebel, coming with a gun and a shovel
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| Napoleon Da Legend
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| Bomaye x 3
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| Pharaohgamo
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| Bomaye x 3
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| 40 notches above the rest an enigma like Lockness
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| Eating rock fish rock u with a fist watch this
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| Octopus and grits, my binoculars equipped for the safari from a few miles away
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| I saw him slip
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| Mauritani the flow uncanny Marcus Camby
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| Never spammy, these other artists can’t stand me
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| Indigenous I don’t speak / I throw images
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| Kilimanjaro keep ya eyes closed envision it
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| Low Muy Thai kick shatter ya knee
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| Shatter ya ribs, shove ya jaw into ya lip
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| So prideful, live my life private when I’m idle
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| First language God, second language is survival
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| Swahili habari, got u looking sloppy
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| Took the trophy back home, Looking at it proudly
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| Music is a weapon got the continent behind me
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| Ya arms too short to box with god don’t try me
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| Napoleon Da Legend
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| Bomaye x 3
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| Pharaohgamo
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| Bomaye x 3 |