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GOLDEN PYRAMID OF JUSTICE

  1. While my pen is drippin' ink, grab the pencil, sit and think,
  2. smokin' chronic, sip a drink of tonic, vomit, kitchen sink,
  3. every rhyme I write express emotions, it's time and practice,
  4. bring the action up with passion, that's my survival tactics,
  5. come through, all you hear are trumpet sounds, thunder pounds,
  6. I'm underground, but for the cream won't hesitate to dumb it down,
  7. they want to lock me in a cage, because when I'm center stage,
  8. they label me as renegade, that just shows they been afraid,
  9. I'll penetrate the mainstream, grow infectious as gangrene,
  10. then maybe drop a mixtape screwing rappers who daydream,
  11. I always hated school, I'll fuck the system, break the rules,
  12. a blatant fool who sprayed a tool and never played it cool,
  13. I drop sacred jewels and treasure, release the classics,
  14. drop the science, stop the violence, I defeat the masses,
  15. tearing down your balcony, reigning, but beat the fascists,
  16. we shock and stun, that's natural like national geographics
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  19. blind forensics, study the game with a detailed analysis,
  20. from every wack emcee that's existed, give 'em paralysis,
  21. these rhymes are created by the gods, my style's intricate,
  22. we're infinite, run and hang with different crews and syndicates,
  23. you're smokin' kush and getting higher than a nerd's IQ,
  24. I watch y'all through a pyramid, that symbols bird's eye view,
  25. fuck guest appearances with this incredible lyricists,
  26. create miracles, we're off the track, we're in the pyramid,
  27. Ice Cube and brothers, all the way to Smooth Da Hustler,
  28. used to love her, it was common, they abused and fucked her,
  29. poetic justice, different language, leaves you so confused,
  30. watch like vultures on their wires, re wired I'll blow the fuse,
  31. cream's a concept that works, man you turn a sick profit,
  32. Jim Jones, but then you forget the ghetto and pick pocket,
  33. the pockets of people from the pockets of poverty, projects,
  34. and process it through ya head, it's dead, hip hop is complex
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