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Uncle Lush

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It's the return of the champion
Trampling amateur
Phony masters of
Ceremonies
You cannot win
Vs. the gargantuan
Tarantula
With fangs drippin' blood
Snappin' like the apertures of cameras
Bitch
I got your granny panties dampening
My words twist like gangbangers bandannas
It's gangbusters
My orangutan slang's bananas
So f*ck you
And your shenanigans and fandangos
I party on like Wayne's World
Get your top spun like a dreidel
You old same ole' same ole' plain Jane flow
Havin' mothafuckas catch up
Like a squashed tomato
I'm from the city of lost angels
With no halos
Where they slang bogies
Out the local bodegas
Sipping Makers on the rocks with no chase
Knocking Ghostface
Blowin' smoke rings dreamin' of rockin' packed stadiums.
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh mothafucka, uh huh, yeah I see dat
Watch me duke, watch me.
I'm coming back for my wings
I've had enough of gravity
I be dat phoenix flashing out the ashes of catastrophe
Painting the sky gold, it's all alchemy
Eh yo, my shine,
Leaves the surface of the sun shadowy
I walk the balance beam
Between civilization and savagery
With a rapid speed mentality
I won't stop til' I'm done creating my masterpiece
In colors as vivid as rainbow puddles of gasoline
On point like a javelin
Madhatter swagger jabberwocky brown baggin' it,
Keep this sh*t moving like a laxative
Narratives stay sharp like arrowheads
Sit back and marinate
On this true culture
Many are called, but few chosen
And so many things that shine
Are not truly golden
I got raps like Tutankhamun
Finding myself through this mothafuckin' music
Like a Buddhist through silence.

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