| On my hero’s Journey, a young lab with a purpose
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| If you heard me last year I was just scratching the surface
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| Anti-social sometimes they said I had Asperger’s
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| Only had aspirations to make my craft perfect
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| Past perfect or any tense for that matter
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| Matter of fact, I lay my wax with mathematics
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| They seen our seeds multiply they tried to divide
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| We brought forth power and a fraction of us died
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| Young Pythagore that pinnacle raw slash cynical identical to none peep my
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| physical core
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| I’m a train warrior my slang glorious, move swift like a matador verse a bull
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| in Latin corridas
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| Slash sorcerer, mad scientist an orator
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| Performing oracle with an alchemist formula
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| Focusing my cosmos giving u that god dose
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| Armored up inside the armored truck with the roscoe
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| Plugging up these plot holes they shocked on the Low
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| How I survived thru so many obstacles and still grow
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| Man against the machine took it to the extreme
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| Suited up built my immune up without a vaccine
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| As the war rages ya life’ll go thru 4 phases
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| The Birth the challenge aftermath and the changes
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| When you reach back home leveled up and transformed
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| Reminiscing on the dangers that you ran thru for it
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| You gonna smile grateful at all the breakthroughs always stayed true and
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| faithful that’s why they praise you
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| Showed courage in the face of dilemmas and great ceilings
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| We fight, trading blows with the devil and slay villains
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| Face bloodied up and bruised and stuck thru
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| Big up the crew I left a trail for y’all to pick up jewels
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| Before I leave this planet and leave my shell behind
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| And they fill my body up with some formaldehyde
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| I make sure I leave it better than when I entered it
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| And make the youth benefit like a Good Samaritan
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| Meditating laying still under the tree like Buddha
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| With a birds eyes view and all I see’s a bright future |