| Don’t go insane
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| Although it gets
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| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game
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| Don’t go insane
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| Although it gets
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| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game
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| I offer this with no disclaimer
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| We lose heart for the money and the fame
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| Modern day Buckwheats
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| Over butt beats
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| Never even reached
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| To touch the peaks
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| Spontaneously combust the beast
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| When I’m in this piece
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| All the nonsense must cease
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| Lights, camera, drama
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| Knights in urban armor
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| Curb serving karma
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| Cringe when the ingenuitive
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| Impinge on your ear drum
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| Injure you enough to ensure
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| Conclusion, confusion mass
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| This array come this away
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| It’s a way we can get away
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| Fast in a flash when the day come
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| Hold em up, roll em up
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| Or break em, fold em up
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| For they told enough lies
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| We on the rise
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| Bold and golden mic holdin'
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| Excalibur, flex algebra
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| Power of the pen
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| Be mightier than sin
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| When I release what is within
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| Me, true indeed
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| Don’t go insane
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| Although it gets
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| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game
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| Time’s out
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| For digging a hole
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| Your soul
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| Can’t climb out
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| Now what I’m about to do
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| Now that I’m out
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| Is find out
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| Where, who done it
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| We too blunted
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| To play Columbo so fool run it
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| «I want the Rolex, the keys to the Lex» Gs
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| 300 disease sex-fiends and extremes
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| What about hard times
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| What about white lines
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| Replaced by dangerous minds
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| Matter could never pacify my thirst
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| For divine data for whatever
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| The trinket is worth
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| In earthly terms
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| My birth return concerns
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| Twist and turns of events
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| Contents under pressure
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| Won’t be popping nonsense
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| I’ma set it off right on the spot
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| Bring it to your chest, hard rock
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| And niggas that’s Big Willie jerks
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| Silly, really don’t want to get your feelings hurt
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| You nurture false reality
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| Cross me, that’ll be costly
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| Floss your field the pull of inertia
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| When I swerve, still nerve
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| And the all seeing eye
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| Being my guide
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| When my leaders have lost me
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| Don’t go insane
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| Although it gets
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| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game
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| Don’t go insane
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| Although it gets
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| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game
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| I bob and weave
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| With unbelievable speed
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| I dip and dodge
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| Place the planet under siege
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| I cover my trail
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| Blaze and raise the roof
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| Loving the hailment
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| She shoots to double my mail
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| A brisk breeze
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| This risky business
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| Pops, fizzes, and drops
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| Tisk tisk she tried to diss me
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| Bitchy bitchy
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| Ah shit she ain’t shit
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| Can’t get in my mix
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| We way too tight knit see
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| Itsy bitsy ritzy
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| Type Joe stifle the biz
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| Keep it stagnant and froze
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| I trouble the Feds
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| My thoughts are cutting edge
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| I’m over the top
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| But keep it all in my head
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| I’m not like you, iced down
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| Donna Karan wearin' type clown
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| Fashion raps
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| Get thrashed and collapsed
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| Living in the lap
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| Of luxury there’s
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| So much to see there
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| Look but don’t touch indeed
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| There’s consequence for greed
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| Compliments that be done
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| Be done freedom
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| In before it begun
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| Now don’t go insane
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| Although it gets
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| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game
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| Don’t go insane
|
| Although it gets
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| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game
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| Don’t go insane
|
| Although it gets
|
| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game
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| Don’t go insane
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| Although it gets
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| Tumultuous, the poets
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| Came to alter this game |