| Yo Yo Yo
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| Yo my nigga
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| My rhymes been shining
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| Even the moon don’t shine like my verse
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| Even the stars in the sun don’t shine like this
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| The shining, The shining, The shining
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| Please take heed when I’m rhyming (x4)
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| Now I take you over
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| Take witness like Jehovah
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| Can’t compete because my style be butter like clover
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| It’s a supa cala fragalistic expialadosious
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| When I rhyme I hope you focus
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| Nasty like pus, I make a mess
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| Can’t see me like the monster from Loch Ness
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| I beg ya don’t test
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| Its a Phi Life Cypher
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| Here to get you Hyper
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| No matter what blood typer
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| Jump out the frying pan into the fire
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| Burning with desire, body is perspire
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| We’re in phones just to get the bones
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| Without the juice another stone
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| Just a way to flick my dough
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| One hand on my throne
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| Kick you like Seagal
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| Fly like an Eagle
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| Inimitable fly style child
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| I can see all
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| Open up your mind to the shining
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| Redefining, mesmerising
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| Nigga throw away your dollar Calvin Calvin Kleining
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| I’m in charge
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| In the middle of the night like the barge
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| Got the shotty from Johnny Donny
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| The AK from the Kray
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| Anybody get in my way they gettin' sprayed
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| Nigga tried to redefine me with swine
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| Jumped on his back
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| Cold fucked up his spine
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| Your life will get Tekken
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| As I hit you like Yoshimitsu
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| I grips through and rips you
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| Like some tissue
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| The issue
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| Will be to diss you
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| If you be talking
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| So step the fuck back
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| Like Michael Jacksons' moonwalking
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| I ride the rhythms like the rocky roads from Ridge Racer
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| Always lead the pack
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| Cos I’m the natural born pace maker
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| The gonderlero, ragamuffin, rap hero
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| Got father like deNiro
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| But I ain’t acting I’m rapping
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| Packing
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| X amount of lyrics in my brains account
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| And word is out
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| I be turning everybody’s party out
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| The supa dupa rap trooper
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| Be on the next rap maneuver/manuva
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| My rap ability to compensate my rap facility
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| My energy electrifies
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| Rise like the sun
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| Bring me missions impossible
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| Nigga I get the job done, the war be won
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| If I’m on your side if not done
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| Cos I bring the ruckus to the motherfuckers pushing their luck
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| To Lazi Ayatolla turn your eye out badboy like Alcapone
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| Pick up the microphone, smoke some niggas like I’m in the ganja zone
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| The king like kong, for realla, the god like zilla
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| Bring mo action than a murder mystery and suspense thriller
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| My lyrics take up like Aircrafts
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| Nigga be needin' some skin grafts
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| Cos you know my shit be hot like back draft
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| Hovercrafts cause causing man slaughter dark and out of order
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| Kick a pregnant woman and break her fuckin' waters
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| Dangerous at close quarters
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| Causing face contortions
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| Highly murderous, just like the back street abortions
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| So step wit caution
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| As I double double my tongue tongue
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| With lyrical lyrical style style
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| Second second to none none
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| So run run
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| Grip wit fast fast
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| Andele andele
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| He be like speedy Gonzalez
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| Cos I bust bust
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| That arse arse
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| My like maneuver outclass
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| Fractures bruck up your blood clot
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| Send 'em a duff clart
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| With my lyrical gun shot
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| Lyrical top notch naturally gifted
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| Born to rock rock
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| Be in my veins
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| Stab me I’m bleeding hip hop
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| The frightening light skin
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| Strikes like lighting
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| Flash like Gordon
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| I make you wonder like Stevie
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| When I do my ting |