Tonalité : Bb minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Simple minds get blown,
shattered into pieces
My thesis is thick like the Book of Eli
We live we die, we put 'em in the sky
Free your mind as a slave
like the Fourth of July
This a sandstorm created
from original thought
I bust boundaries son,
you just do what you taught
My vocab is powerful, spit shit subliminal
Slang therapist, my whole style is criminal
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Bugged like Bob Digital, fly visual
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Mind body and soul,
I'm a strong individual
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Come through in the final hour,
with gun showers
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Stand the fuck up like
Flav to fight the power
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I'm an activist, socialist,
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deadly ass poetrist
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Supreme Clientele,
I'm a goddamn vocalist
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My thoughts are so heavy I
could change a generation
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The x factor,
Verse 2
we puttin' holes through inflation
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If you hit the rock bottom of the asphalt,
that's likely your ass fault
My lines are cocaine,
the flow is bath salts
I'm a for-sure Don, Don,
no one in your circle can box me
That's like an oxymoron
I flirt with building your empire
Gotta shake the snake in the grass and
spark sharks to swim by ya
'Cause every meek head that speak street
cred ain't bangin' heat lead
And probably cut like sweet bread
wetting their sheets spread
So nigga holla,
I coin phrases to trigger dollars
Its butterfly like the shirts made
with bigger collars
Women thank the scholar,
the broad stealer
Who laying them face down and ass
up like a card dealer
The time ceases,
I keep a bed with dime pieces
As I palm another phenomenon
rhyme thesis
'Cause on the contrary,
I get it popping like Dom Perignon beyond
Tom, Harry and Dick
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You can declare me as sick
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Highly contagious Bath salt flows leaving
Verse 3
bodies
all on stages
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Locked behind cages, Don of all ages
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Its Ghostface nigga never
plead in the cases
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But I plead the fifth,
four-fifth by by the belt buckle
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Crack stone-faced niggas niggas
with the steel of a knuckle
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Go ahead an d chuckle,
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I have uncle murder your goons
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Hoes and balloons,
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OD'ing on flights from Colombia
Pull your trunk through your neck when the
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cartel's done with you
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Supreme talk boss,
verbal holocaust I'm a thriller
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Have you jumping out, they sleep,
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Wigs hand me a Miller
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Sick the dogs sitting in their shoes
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My iron monkeys spit banana clips
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with thick traps like Terry Crews
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Silver backs with high tracks,
fuckin' relax
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Got a duffel bag full of guns son,
dipped in black
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My culture rises in attack
just like a vulture
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Ghostface the next Escobar or Sosa
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