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Logic (from the Ancient Greek: λογική, translit. logikḗ), originally meaning "the word" or "what is spoken", but coming to mean "thought" or "reason", is a subject concerned with the most general laws of truth, and is now generally held to consist of the systematic study of the form of valid inference. A valid inference is one where there is a specific relation of logical support between the assumptions of the inference and its conclusion. (In ordinary discourse, inferences may be signified by words such as therefore, hence, ergo, and so on.) There is no universal agreement as to the exact scope and subject matter of logic (see § Rival conceptions, below), but it has traditionally included the classification of arguments, the systematic exposition of the 'log… more »

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Yeah, fall in line
To fall back, Big L's technique
Pun's grammar
Before the roof went in the trunk
The ragtops sat back behind the head
Just like a gun hammer
My sickness, should remind you of Christmas
Cause i’m always coming down with something
Like a young Santa
Understand, there will be no rematch
The kinda ass whooping
You’ll only have to open up one can of
(Nickel Nine the God) Huh?
You ain’t rolling forward
You’re rolling wrong
Reaching out to gangstas, to be gangsta
You holding on
I grab a hold of this 44 long, and let it go
More than a 4 year old
Singing the Frozen song
I put this Tec to your eclectic temple
And wreck your wit
Then carve in your tombstone:
"Heavenly Father
He wasn’t ready to collide with a force
To be reckoned with" Do you boys
Know who you messing with?
I’m with messing-with-niggas-destiny shit
I'm from the Midwest
I stopped drinking so I can start policing
The block, now I just cop smoke
Like pig breath pac’s soul would come out
If I died a big death
Shoe connoisseur, who’s finer, your bitch?
Or my bitch? It don’t matter
Cause you with my ex
The name of my ex inked on you, to me homie
Extinct, like a dinosaur
You can probably find me spooning
With a dime looking like Lucy Liu
Or something to my broom
Looking like, a huge China drawer
I’m a motherfucking walking hazard
Find me in the bodying department
When y’all rhyming
If y’all own release remind me
Of Prodigy partner, y’all can have it
I man up
Lifted the can up, killed the killer
Who ran up scared when I was eight
My daddy yelled down the basement steps:
"You only gotta listen to me
And the man upstairs!"

Cause I’m in motherfucking beast mode
Beast mode, homie I’m in beast mode
(Know who I am) Beast mode

Yeah, yeah, f*ck a black, brown
Yellow or white it’s about unity
While the media tryna twist my words
For the opportunity to ruin me
F*ck ‘em all, bitch, I’m still doing me
It’s you and me on the record I’ll
Detect it like an infected nervous system
I never miss
I murder my mission as the rendition
I listen while my chain glisten
I’ma get it like the world is endin'
Dependent on if it’s impending
Defendin' my mind in the way I
Rhyme so I’m sendin' in
The best of the best
No never the less I never digress
I just keep it moving
Finger f*ck who ain’t on improving
We finally grooving, on the way
No way to remove them
We constantly improving, yeah
Through rejuvenation
I said juveniles run the nation, come now
F*ck your occupation
A revelation I’m facing
More secretive than a mason
It look like we neck and neck
But I’m far from adjacent
I come so far from that basement
They look at me and know I'm in beast mode

I’m in beast mode
Then it’s game time, beast mode
I’m a beast, I’m in beast mode
Know who I am Beast mode
I’m, I’m in the zone for realer

You roll down on me they gonna call craps
We don't call cops we just
Rolls so they call paps
Y'all in my office, similes all facts
Yes I fought wars, my enemies all wack
Check your chalkboard
Critics said things shit they ain't
Even killing they arsenals
Me and the God flow
Guard the team like Damian
Lillard the stiller
And poke your chest out like Cardinals
Y'all rhyme schemes are escargot
Mine's a Newport
Marlboro, Chicago next shops to Chiraq
Pirates turning niggas' skill into
The dog bone y'all go fetch and this is all
From me being barked on
And now your dog gone and I'm a daw-gone vet
So you might wanna resort
To more peaceful matters
My bitch flirt with an entertainer
He can have her
I was taught that when there's
Beef to just keep quiet and peep his pattern
If he strikes shepherd
The sheep will scatter
Extendos, hanging out the windows
Of them Benzos
Assumptions you have them in your window
Hip-hop is just an outlet for y'all to follow
The fakes, not over the hill just know
The high road to take
No cheeks to turn and all I know
Is I ain't all out of hallows
The symbolism of me inside a diablo
Playing Mariah, burning this money fast
Until I'm all out of high notes
Nigga my weight up
So much that I no longer challenge haters
From no on I'm a call out a high-low

Nickel-Nine the God

Then it’s game time cause I’m
In motherfucking beast mode
Beast mode, homie I’m in beast mode
Know who I am beast mode

Yeah, it's the return of the mad rapper
Dead president kidnapper
Motivated, underrated, most hated
Talk shit behind my back
But in person congratulated
Damn this is my vision
Written without a revision
Like I am lost in a
Matrix I'm everything but complacent
Like my dream is adjacent but
I can't make a move
Fifteen writing rhymes inspired by Illmatic
I'm still at it, every record I record leave
The record shattered
Cause I be in the lab for a month
Searching for inner peace through
Meditation like a monk
I'm over their head and yet they
Still sleeping like a bottom bunk
Why these thirsty bitches throw me pussy
Like I got them drunk
I master the flow these up
And comers have only spilt
I got back from Ireland so you
Know the show I kilt
I never truly admire the empire I built
Cause when you're comfortable power
Shifts and positions tilt
At business meetings I go through
Lyrics within my mind
Cause the ultimate therapy is
Whenever I rhyme
First time shaking their hand
For the fifth time
Being introduced to people that used
To pay me no mind
Used to count my money now I
Weigh it by the crate
Far from an up-and-comer
My competition’s the greats and
I don't give my wifey the rubber
Like raw sex
I give her the plastic cause I'm the
One that cut the checks now
Yeah, my flow expand like frozen water
I fathered these motherfuckers just
Like a daughter and if they want beef then
I gotta little slaughter
My bars are hotter than the
Steel cages after the solder it's nada
Everything you plan on doing
We already thought of
Talking years before you fuckers
Because we work harder
See I've been at it from the start
Married to the game 'till death do us part

I’m in beast mode
Then it’s game time, beast mode
I’m a beast I’m in beast mode
Know who I am, beast mode
I’m, I’m in the zone for realer

I'm the highest, exalted
Rappers are doing a lot of talking
You're tired of me living then
You'll probably die of exhaustion
The fliest looking like I've
Got a living stylus later for sales
You know who got the illest album
Loaded a chopper with slugs
Call that the K Michelle
Then I dump that bitch
Now that's the Idris Alba
Bitch niggas get with a nigga bitch
Just to call a nigga a bitch
Nigga to a nigga bitch
Ain't gotta be in no cemetery to dig a ditch
Don't need bananas and Ben and
Jerry's to get a split wig, you know I'm big
Slipping through new equip
Stop gassing you know we couldn't care
Less if you a chick
The tech popping like a question get it right
Triggers mic
Put a niggas wife in the air like Ludacris
(Nickel-Nine the God) I'm a beast
Fall in line or fall back
I'm plugged into the shooters
What I say isn't forced with a connect
So this ain't all rap
We coned the perimeter in all black
Like the back of Forest Whitaker's neck
Niggas get all naps
You woulda, coulda, shoulda ass niggas
Couldn't f*ck a bitch with pills
And jello pudding gas nigga
If you ever ever hear about me taking shit
Best believe there's toilets in the safe
And I'm on it eating spaghetti bolognaise
And if you in my lane
I hope you know you rolling with grenades
I'm the coldest, you the hoest
I'll let you switch places with
Me if Drea agrees
Then she gonna come through and delete
My wholeness with a face

Then it’s game time, beast mode
I’m a beast, I’m in beast mode
Know who I am, beast mode
I’m, I’m in the zone for realer
Then it’s game time, beast mode
I’m a beast, beast mode
Know who I am, beast mode

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5, 5’9, beast mode pRhyme!

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