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Verse One:
I stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter in That be scatterin Over the globe will my vocals be travellin Unravellin my abdomen it`s slime that`s babblin Grammatics that are masculine I grab them in verbally badgerin broads I wish that Madelline was back on Video LP I went against all odds and got a even steven Proceed to read and not believin everything I`m readin But my brain was bleedin, needin feedin, and exercise I didn`t seek the best of buys, it`s a lie to textualize I analyze where I rest my eyes And chastise the best of guys with punchlines I`m Nestle when it`s Crunch-time For your mind like one time If poetry was pussy I`d be sunshine cause I deliver like the Sun-Times Confined in once-mines on dumb rhymes I combine I`m hype like I`m unsigned, my diet I unswine Eatin beef sometimes I try to cut back on that shit This rap shit is truly outta control My style is too developed to be arrested It`s the freestyle, so now it`s out on parole They tried to hold my soul in a holding cell so I would sell I bonded with a break and had enough to make bail A misdemeanor fell on his knee for the jury I asked No for his ID and the judge thought there was two of me Motion for a recess to retest my fingerprints They relinquished since, cause I was guilty in a sense Verse Two: I ride the rhythm like a Schwinn bike when in dim light I use insight to enlight devices hit the skin tight Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe Imaginations in flight I send light, like Ben`s kite I`ve been bright Get open like on gym nights And in fights I send rights Don`t hook with skins my friends like I spend nights up in dykes In spite I`ve been indicted as a freak of all trades I got it made I bathe in basslines, rinse in riffs, dry in drums Come from a tribe of bums Hooked on negro and mums Had to halt with the, malt liquor Cause off the malt liquor I fought niggaz Now my speech is lost quicker Cruisin Southside streets with no heat and no sticker U Ak got my back and we don`t get no thicker U Ak got my back and we don`t get no thicker U Ak got my back and we don`t now check it I`m a hoe but not a hoe nigga, ain`t scared of no nigga But it`s my turn to go I gotta go And I`m gone with the storm
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