| Yeah
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| We back again
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| In this Ready Forum
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| Because we ready for 'em
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| S1 on the track
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| We got Myth, Myone
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| Just like this
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| Tower to pilot
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| Feel as though the game is acting
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| A little bit childish
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| Ritalin’s what a child gets with ADD
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| Add up the scores on the ACT
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| And act like y’all people ready for me
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| We be the SFP, and time-tested, certified
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| As Myone killing you people on the audiophone
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| The new hos of the South mouth
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| Spoke nothing but quotables
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| Check the name
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| The whole game is more than notable
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| Facts: I live and die
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| But when I stand you best believe it
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| I’m ill as ebola or the resurrection of Jesus
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| Like God held the needle
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| That first injected my fetus
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| Take it, respect, like it or not
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| And you can’t defeat us
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| Part of the text is sowed in the heart in your chest
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| The world’s cold and it’ll harden your flesh
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| But I stand ready for 'em
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| And straight away from the norm
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| If the mainstream ain’t blowing the way
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| Myone was born
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| Now we ready
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| Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em
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| Y’all been sleeping too long
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| (Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)
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| 'Cause you ain’t ready
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| Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em
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| And they’ve been waiting so long
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| (One two, two, two)
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| And now we’re ready
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| Calling us home grown
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| Married the microphone
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| Press step in the beginning
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| Put it on and on
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| We aged a little bit, baby steps
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| Till we’re all grown
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| Up and away now, a beautiful day now
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| And though the weight is heavy
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| Was able to keep it steady
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| Through every pass, my petty cash
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| Would never let me
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| My spiritual machete
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| Straight in the heat of the day
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| Either we pray or fall down
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| Eager to say, We stand up to this
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| And word up to this
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| And all my peoples, if you ready
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| Get up to this
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| 'Cause you answer the ready forum
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| So notice how we was ready for 'em
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| Buck consistency just to show
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| How we was steady growing
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| Act like you never knowing
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| Infidelity showing
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| It’s amazing how God can bless as a steady poem
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| Down, you see it now
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| Better believe it now
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| Understand how odds are staying
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| Through evil ground
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| Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em
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| Y’all been sleeping too long
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| (Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)
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| 'Cause you ain’t ready
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| Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em
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| And they’ve been waiting so long
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| (One two, two, two)
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| And now we’re ready
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| Well it’s the philosophical rhyme-spitter
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| Master metaphysicist
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| Living large through lyricism
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| Defensive for rhyming against the system
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| Drop jewels of wisdom
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| Cause a cataclysm
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| I assent to connect it through after-rhythms
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| Passed on from descendant
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| Ancient like Egyptians
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| When I rip tracks and bless mics
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| Be my soul’s inner vision
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| Living like a king
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| That’s why I wrote my name in hieroglyphics
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| I’ma get metaphysical
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| Beyond the trope of dimensions
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| I’m at the age of innocence
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| Cats be acting like
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| They got a flow that’s eminent
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| Y’all trippin, kids
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| See, dog, we ain’t running this
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| I’m a rebel without a cause
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| Y’all call me rumblefist
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| Never compare
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| Matter of fact, forget touching the mic
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| Y’all wannabes
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| Talking 'bout that we rhyming aight
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| You better recognize
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| It’s the intelligent, spectacular
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| MC specimen
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| I crush your mind and whatever’s left of it
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| Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em
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| Y’all been sleeping too long
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| (Keep an eye on the Strange Fruit Project)
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| 'Cause you ain’t ready
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| Myone ready for 'em, S1 ready for 'em, Myth ready for 'em
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| And they’ve been waiting so long
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| (One two, two, two)
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| And now we’re ready |