'93 (feat. Knowaru)

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Yeah
Sintax
(Haha, yeah)
Who the hell's got as hot as we got
Living the life of a commodity
Still poverty shot
I'm in the pocket of a popular spot
Top to bottom on the botany pot
Popping and locking

Dropping toxins in my chatterbox
Stop him
Get this man some oxygen
Promptly before we stomp him
I like a fair fight
I turn a pair of Air Nikes
Into an imperative terrorist strike
For clarity?
I'm territorial, oratorical oracle
Portable wise guy
Immortalize rhetorical
Sorta horrible, adoring myself
Orbiting orbitals
A tourist in Hell, formally cordial

Plural touring all the butts
In space, I hit the floor
With Mr. What's-his-face
On the cusp
Of tracing trace elements
Plush with grace
Tusk to elephant
Trust my fate
Dust to skeleton

Busy leveling up
Busting levies and such
Clutch the heavenly cuff
Suck the remedy
Up

I'm not your fucking enemy
I'm in my own lane
Off blow-caine and ketamine
Incidentally
My vision is a rental
My mental is a broken cage
Poking through the dental
The runaway rage
Of a shiv to the ribs
Made a modern day slave
A poor father to his kids

It goes farther and gets deeper
The bar hopping creature
From the ether
The death-seeker
The best feature
Chest heaver, stress leaver
Duress teacher
Heat seeker
Meat cleaver the peace keeper

Pucker up for the tungsten punch
Backhanded quips
Implanted in your wigs
Y'all move like truants subdued
While we move
Like a monsoon on shrooms
I'm Tom Cruise from Top Gun
Fox two, Fox one, bombing crews
Hopping out the Datsun
Play the possum
Imposters posturing impossibly
Deuteronomy comedy

Yeah
(Yeah, buddy)
That's how the beat goes
'93 'til apocalypse drops
Eating chocolate in nothing
But socks, chopping a roxy
(Chop chop chop)
Nobody fucking stopping me
(Yeah, buddy)
F9 bitches
Yeah, Knowaru

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