(N)o (N)eed (F)or (A) (C)horus

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Swoosh! Every time I'm in the booth. Its like Stephon Curry just stepped
up to shoot. Proof! That I'm a legend to boot. Notorious like Biggie, so
gimmie the loot. Pain! And I'm infecting them Slo, Troll told me to kill em.
Said yo family, blow! Murderous monologues, yeah I'm a menace. I got
that from my Uncle Dennis. I've been in those trenches and No I don't plan
to go back. So I conquer with splendorous, soliloquized, syllables, this
Lion is vicious in fact! Sword of Thundera emcees while keeping ego on
track. That's tact! Incredible! Edible emcees digested. The awakening of
spirit. Who's that? Lion-O! Yeah you guessed it. Lost! Mentally stuck, like
I'm trapped in a maze. Step away from the doors. I'm kicking em in to
extinguish the blaze. Hate! Receive and use as motivation, to engage
them in such, yeah I have no temptation. Murder! This mic cuts like a knife
on insertion. Wait till they realize I'm lyrical surgeon. Profit! Benefits from
this modern philosophy, no stopping this vision I have risen full circle, I'm
fulfilling the prophecy. Part human anomaly, draining these idols, and I'll
copyright this vocabulary that I'm calling hip hop phlebotomy. Can't you see
there's no halt in me, no fake and no falter, unlocking the power pineal. My
mind is my weapon in an armory encased in steel. Yo that's just what I feel.
and allow me to educate like documentary look it all up and then tell me
that I'm not keeping it real! Jaa Feel. I am a prophetic professor I'll lecture
your leisure, open your texts, it gets better, now I welcome you on your first
day here in psych 101, this remains my profession. Y'all do it sometimes
for fun. Is he done? Hardly, finally understanding Redemption, tapping into
my inner B. Marley and don't try to starve me, I'm telling you that would be
costly, I'd be forced to unleash with the likeness of blood fresh in water on
Shark Week. Like this is my categorical , imperative, hypothetical narrative.
Not ready for skill this immense. The onslaught not preoperative. Ease on
down the road cause you're far from The Wiz, tired of taming you shrews, I'll
let the Green Team burn you like Telly, Cool Kids.

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