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poetic justice

the way our hearts always seem to collide and touch us

cussin' after procreatin'

dilapidate through lapidation

on a date to dance with fate, two steps and we start to tango

nowadays i heard you gotta man, though

ain't it funny how you said without me you'd be solo

twerk somethin'

ya know, recently i've heard somethin'

but there space between us, NASA rolled in a paper

flame to the tip of the saber, breath in vapor

 

it's been years since i last saw you,

not sure exactly how much time has passed

dropped acid by the lake, later on we frank through feelin' nature in the grass

lilacs and vybands tucked between flesh and headbands

you're a flower child, sayin' you'll take it to the islands

anti-violent, but still throw hands for your bloodlines

mix percocet and cocaine lines

two steppin' with the devil,

rail three points like curry

ralph lauren skirt on your rollin' hips, henny make vision blurry

panties pulled down quickly in a hurry

cuz you gotta man home

ooooh, now that complicates shit real quickly

especially with our history

mystery if this will resolve itself amicably

but i doubt it

when's the last time we hounded

what, three days ago? and you said it was done

i guess it's just too much fun

 

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this tape is a moment of clarity

'cause i figured out what my destiny be

to wreck weak emcees

and i'm not sayin' i even wanna get paid

i just want people to hear the poetry on this page

is that too much to ask?

probably

but if you don't try what your worth be?

nada

the flow father

chromosomes and zygotes of word play

i'm smart-ah

that at least three quarters of these cats rhymin' not named jay

electron-ah, the electron bomb-ah

artistic merit go farth-ah

cookin' rap poser enchilad-ahs

seasoned with marijuan-ah that they stunt on

young and dumb front-ahs

 

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flip the mask on, alternative personality

if you're askin what is the reality

i'm speechless

if you try to run, i'll run you feetless and sleeves

so don't try no funny business,

hand over the cash, condoms, and swisher sweetness

it's like

if you try to play and dance with my metal

i'll break ya neck like a pottery pot

like a broken record you're head'll be spinnin' the same part

over and over

red rover send ya girl over

after i pillage and raid

we'll rage, fueled on cocaine

and pot

the reason for reefer madness

lyrically cause violence in the masses

never lookin' backwards

my ride and die behind me, we'll ride into the deep grimey,

blimey,

you serious?

just as serious as a finals series

with kobe and three seconds on the clock

down three points, we're takin' shots

a minimum of ten to the domepiece

place a dab of oil in the domepiece

she touch my thigh and i say "cheque, please"

back to basics, fornicating sweaty

if you gotta man, i don't really care if he

sees,

he's a feeble piece of meat to me

useless

no mass, pray to your rap mt. olympus zeus's

they all idols

idolizing me

yeah

i know what words you wanna be utterin' to me

tongue and spit is mt vesuvius eruptin' again

leave you frozen burnt in place for two thousand

like sigourney i'll leave you sleepin' in space for cash aboundin'

betrayal from above, i'm your god and preyin' on you

we'll see if you got love when push comes to shove

i promise, your honor

i'm done bein' villainous

so if you're feelin' this, lemme go free

like amnesty for an alien just let me be

among you

a young wolf in sheep's clothing

the advanced diction missile's closing

on your position

leave you grippin'

the mic with rigor mortis hands

cold and dead

no one to stop my take-over plans

on planet earth we're mobbin global

spot you from thousands away like the hubble

telescope, leave inferior emcees with no hope

no joke

the second you take your eyes away from the future kingpin

begins the end, if i gotta spell it out for you like phonics

finna future boom like sonics

steal your soul like Clay Bennett did to Supersonics