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lacking patience 
Brought a cure for the patients 
So cold so dope everybody knows 
Hit them with the fragrance 
Sightseeing from the basement 
No we are

To fight the next devil
I always wanted to be a rap king
Since I was six
So if it happens you people don't like how I spit
My index finger gone wet yall

Master Bates
This backrow dog and pony show is piles of horseshit
So I leave their pews and hymns for better weather
If up to me, they would no

and white keys of love, snow beach bud
Haulin grub with a thousand grams up in the glove
This is Price Hill University master class
Language, arts and craft.

yeah yeah
My niggas all fly need no passport
I'm cruising through life pressing fast forward
In love but I'm seeing the bands more
If patient they get

the food
This shit just tastes so good
I fuck her when I'm in the mood
I'm patient only in the stu
I'm different when I'm with the gang
My image I don't

the difference my inability is the ability to pass the message and get the Community to see profanity as immorality and know that they ain't escaping impunity What

become
Messages are lost in translation
What good is confidence in these conditions
What good are my ideas when master claims them
What good is it for us

complex than the eye, of Agamotto
A Master of Mystic Arts, the mystics of my heart
Is Alchemy in the spark, of a dying stars, I halt comets
Tectonic

of a crowd
The patient in spirit is better than the proud
Better than the loud
I'd rather move quietly swift in a shroud
Than panda to the mischievous whims