Yeah Come come now Soul brother number two, I'm the one now Sun up to sun down Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being Eat me a meteor and walk across the moon barefeet Uh But don't nobody rhyme like this no more Call me the 2010 Rakim I got soul, there's more in store Feel like the CVS, open 24 Spent nights tryin to overshadow my shadow for niggas tryin' to block my light, like a solar eclipse I bring a knife to a fist fight and when I cut a record So when I cut the cheese you should know what it is Mr. Absoulute the most incredible at this So adjust your bass, your treble and then...
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Yo I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one Then sip on this Remy til they turn me up some For me it's more difficult to be simple than it is to be complex....than a lot of apartments You niggas comedy, I'm laughing at you probably We are not the same, there's no strand of monotony Between you and I until we die Revelations say you either fry or fly And it's hard to find God when you ain't never seen Him It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement And I know you lookin at me like you don't speak English I bring the heat like a phoenix, a son under da Phoenix sun And I'm rootin for the Lakers when they play the Phoenix Suns I ain't really into sports, that's just where I'm from Long Term Two And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude
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Uh Come come now Pac told me fuck the world, I'm bout to cum now I've been a pro, but now I'm profound Propane on posers, restraining from the doja Imagine if I smoke, I probably come up with a quote... So heavy you'll forget every album you heard from Hova Or 2pacalypse I'm Hub City's novelist Come and get your scholarship, I'm taking kids to school A pool full of spit, dive in, I'm bout to drool You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that I wrote I was a black sheep, but now I'm just a goat And I'm about to elope, married to the game yo This is hip hop at it's finest, when you find this in a Ziploc Til the wheels fall off, fuck a pit-stop Or what not, where my tear drop, I murdered it My pot-holes is turbulence I'm in the sky wit it When you listening to Kendrick.....just...
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This for my niggas that really rap hard Night, no sleep, do it with your eyes closed, I can see your vision from Del-Amo Poppa took the television, but left the radio Ill niggas; wack niggas what's the ratio Is the shit degrading or inspirational I'll have you know I must of wrote about a thousand rhymes, a thousand times I give you my word....
Well I just gotta be heard. Well I just gotta be heard Well I just gotta be heard Well I just gotta be heard
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