| My style is the best
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| And so I challenge you
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| That my style should stand alone
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| Can’t hear you were paid bucks
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| Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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| That’s right
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| The life that we need
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| Travel low, high speed
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| Circulate worldwide rap degrees
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| Travel on the breeze
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| To every shore
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| Populate the planet with rhymes galore
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| I’m playin' seas
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| That’s my daily chore
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| Populate the planet with rhymes galore
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| Always in prayer suit sayer for sure
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| Put your hands in the air if you know who you are
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| I’m the cool copacetic
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| Five fingers ready
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| Tame the beast and your soul will be headed
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| I’m half reckensetic
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| Frustration vented
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| Eagle vendetic, I said it, then I’m in it
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| The world, I’mma spin it
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| The world, I begin it
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| The world that you’re in and then I’ll bet you’ll let me bust it
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| Down to the avenue, concrete
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| Where the Earth’s hard beat sleep beneath streets
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| Yo, I’m Jose, fluctuate the cocoon
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| Waitin' for the day that I reach for bloom
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| A-yo, the life that we need
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| Travel low, high speed
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| Circulate worldwide rap degrees
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| Travel on the breeze
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| To every shore
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| Populate the planet with rhymes galore
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| A-yo, the life that we need
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| Be ill and phat
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| With the edge of a cliff I like it like that
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| Hit the seven seas
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| To every shore
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| Populate the planet with rhymes galore
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| Now I’m the seedling
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| And I need it to flourish
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| Some gotta earth my burp now I’m nourished
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| In my dirt home with my ace cocoon
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| Base cocoon, I rise like I know
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| Elementals, hittin' in your residential
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| Bobbin' all up in your dental, mental
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| We construction heavy percussion
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| Is bustin', some of the —
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| That you’re pushin'
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| When you hear the beat, let it bump
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| Bumpin' in the trunk, dump, jump, what’s up, punk?
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| Make it shadow, base case shadow
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| Internet link, download my data
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| Yo, the life that we need
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| Travel low, high speed
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| Circulate worldwide rap degrees
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| Travel on the breeze
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| To every shore
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| Populate the planet with rhymes galore
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| A-yo, the life that we need
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| Be ill and phat
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| With the edge of a cliff I like it like that
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| Hit the seven seas
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| To every shore
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| Populate the planet with rhymes galore
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| Now what I show I know I do
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| So I play deep
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| Within the bowels of my sub-guard sleep
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| Every rocket street
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| We occupy
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| And I’m here to testify, steal my naked third eye
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| I’m the alpha, omega, with the flav
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| Who’s to be your king after that became a slave?
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| Always in balance, speakin' in salance
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| On the line between love, sex, and balance
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| There’s no coincidence that we play
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| Through the radio to penetrate your brain
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| To leave a stain in the most highest intent
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| We recognize that we all have a cent
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| A-yo, the life that we need
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| High speed
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| Rap degrees
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| The life that we need
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| High speeds
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| Rap degrees
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| (Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill anyone)
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| (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha) |