| When I rap, I make trees collapse
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| Shake the street like a tank perhaps
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| When I sing, I clear cloudy skies
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| Reveal the truth among a million lies
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| When I spit, I make ugly hot
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| Slot machines stop and hit jackpot
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| When I rhyme, I like the dark
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| Hungry passion from the heart
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| When I rap, the freekshow appears
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| Do in three seconds what takes two years
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| When I sing, you can feel the wind
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| We in three d and time can bend
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| When I spit, it’s like power on Total staleness becomes the BOMB!
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| When I rhyme, the sun shines over
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| And the moon appears that much closer
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| When I rap, I defy impossible
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| Leap right over it like every obstacle
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| When I sing, volcanoes errupt
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| I turn twenty cents into fifty bucks
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| When I spit, we reach high elevation
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| Your head recieves mass education
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| When I rhyme, everybody can fly
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| Goals get reached on they very first try
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| When I rap, the carnivals in town
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| Four leaf clovers all over the ground
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| When I sing, the hat can sing
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| Toys come alive and it ain’t pretend
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| When I spit, I spin the planet faster
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| We skip tragedies and dodge disaster
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| When I rhyme, shooting stars collide
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| Colorful explosions all in the sky
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| When I rap, I become attractive
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| Melt the mic down, I’m radioactive
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| When I sing, hotties drop they thongs
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| They all want to fuck to they favorite songs
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| When I spit, I’m the candyman
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| Turn any ghetto into candyland
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| When I rhyme, I bring rain to flames
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| Break down walls and chew through chains |