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beats down into antimatter 

You couldn't hang if you was bit by a radioactive spider 

I'm intrigued, your lackluster broken charted style 

Is
And act all urban to jack-up your sound-scan
What's the matter with you?
How come you rhyme monosyllabically?
Is atrophy shrinking your entire
Streets may be potent put your 9-6 bid in
Vampire Curse disperse on each verse
Swim in black water, act slaughter through my earth
You're hit by my
in
Vampire Curse disperse on each verse
Swim in black water, act slaughter through my earth
You're hit by my element Great Wall of China
Mountain
Verse One: Sadat X 



This is the stick up boom music for styles to flow free 

But y'all know it's me or could you tell by the spree
get to you its on
Now wow betta gas up when you wit da King Kong
Girl get it pivet wen a nigga lick it then
I hit it girl dats my grown style I'm
to fly?
Ain't no wonder niggas thinkin' we stupid
Urban legend is you’ll never be students
Ye’ ain't worthy to get shot by Cupid
But get shot by a cop
Persian kings
My urban theme is to keep my culture pure 
And untampered like virgin queens
Never splurging cream
When I stack I'm merging dreams
Into
Wild like the shaolin style or manos harbor
King devine forced to shine
Head burst open like a bottle of pine
Use penmenship
When I write my script
Blunt
style
Step up into my crevice and taste the medicine of the champagne
King like evelyn leaving you leveled and
Sabatoged, it's all camouflage like
prophecy
My attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
Iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
Who get grazed by the bullet?
Triggers, who's
Wild like the shaolin style or manos harbor
King devine forced to shine
Head burst open like a bottle of pine
Use penmenship
When I write my script
Blunt
Yeah, once again, word up urban inspirational
KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup Dan? Woo
Temple of Hip-Hop, let's do it

By the sound
like Voltron

[Erick Sermon]
Who got wins? those that be hard pretend
You got skills? come here, let me tap that chin
Bing, my style ropa-dope
rolly, in God we trust/ God bless my niggas, thug luv (Hell yea)/ Only way that we gon' ever get to rise, togetherness as we ride till we meet out demise