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- don't forget that
KRS and I'm on the mic (Class is in session
So you can stop guessin')
KRS and I'm on the mic
This is just one style
KRS and I'm

coming in charged up I'm going in like Drake in San Diego
Your Juniors all, saying Aw (Junior Seau) - "Papi beat the instrumental"
That bodak black

[Verse]
I'm romey rome from the Himalayas
Uncle P was ah smooth player
Kept the boot's clean with the suit tailored
Plus a black hat with ah

therapy, Cruu just booked a session
Always working, they say ion gotta life
But I gotta do it just to keep a life
All these bitches shiesty, ion need a wife

her that act right she party and sin
Hope that she can hang tight I’ve been off the shit
Feel like it’s a day dream my mind in a drift
Off the lean see

on dirt
Black hole you finna dodge
All this dust I finna die
Get that lean and pass it by 
YEAH
I just keep on ruling but i never get in line
YEAH
Astral

had to, had to go rogue
Back in the basement after the day shift had to chase it
With a studio session the second I step in
I spit a hundred verses like

phone
Got these blunt life in scents in my home to get the smell gone
Do a high speed in the fast lane headed home
I don't go to parties with no niggas

ya habits then disregard da lessons Puffing chronic
Need it I had it habit freak in the linens
So exotic
You started the party
You had it then I

wave don't give me wrong impressions
Know she gon ride for me no ain't no question
Four poles in a coop me and you in a session
Everyday that we live you

don't need the scoreboard
We scored so much more
Never felt this before
My brain clicking more than a friend group in the loop tryna snoop to the party

called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley
(I don't smoke crack motherfucker I sell it)
I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan

Pasta Rhymes vedo che ti piace assai
Master Chef con asta e mike la tua pancia va in stand-by
If there's one thing that makes hip hop music unique
There's

preference
Yeah see me in black just know it's a wrap
I'm using my scale to balance this game
I'm using my words to combine a verse
I'm using this beat to say

an entertainer
And having a monolithic voice that's forced
To be a specific party

"You know
People expect that if you're black you have
To be Democrat i have

Tonite

Eminem

Infinite

1996

or two
Smoke a little bit and follow one of you
Back home when the party ends
So tonight I'm droppin' naughty hints
To the finest women in the audience

I've Been Born Again

Johnnie Taylor

The Chronicle, Vol. 1

1977

I've been born again
I'm a brand new man (kind of brand new)
I've been born again
Saturday night in the city
Parties on every block
It's

Cocaine parties in LA, I'm juggin' at some
Threw my set up at some
More gang parties in LA

Hey killa you forgot your soda dawg
My mama kitchen

every time a nigga choke
I got them in the post, well done like a roast
Catch me in the session because it's time for me to go

Take me to the moon, show

(Nigga, help)
Candle wax on my shoes like they finna melt
(They Margiela)
Lot of lame niggas here, I removed myself
(yeah, I'm gone) twenty guns in this

all black
With a heart to match
Smoking that green
In the motherfucking cadillac

Looking like death
Get out of my way
We're gonna go hard
Party

out in my Miami 
Throwing blue trees taking Xannys 
Versace what I wear when she goes down
No one in my League its a ghost town 
Ice made by Ben Baller

got at it
Hi-tech, Actavis, book a session, pop my shit
Chasing dis asparagus, that blue cheese, yea that broccoli
I'm in my zone, on LV it ain't no

up dead
In every session
New opp thot
She do cocks
Explode in her mouth
Like pop rocks
New chain and watch
Don’t reach just watch
30 hang out the lock