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Verse 1
I'm about that rhyme
Cannabis and terminology,
two of hip -hop's top chiefs,
A million bars, verse 16 start like this
A rack of bars laid stacked on the floor
above the doors of the Bombay
I could drop bombs all day,
Any place, any muscles, they all ate
What up, he -ho?
built by Lockheed on the East Coast
moment you lose
With cold, clammy, gelatin hands
Research and develop the plan
Hip -hop ain't bringin' the dollars in
Y 'all niggas can't fuck with Jermaine
You can't verify the shit that he claim
They erase it
You hear the army snare drum roll
The beat tolls
Strap a microphone round my chest
Like a saxophone
White hot speech
Black bop beats
You listening to hip -hop's
cheats
Terminology, what's the prophecy?
Show em how you got the
right to rock with me
Boy, you better fry that beat
The ones who kept your heart racing
like a pound of speed
that was on the scene
The ones who never sold
out like Condoleezza
The big night packing, windpipe slashing
Big pipe blasting,
keep mine stashing my designer jeans
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The truth is this, for you stupid pricks
A celebrated crucifix
it's like you moving bricks
I sold way too,
elegant, heresy, rhetoric
These rap dudes ain't
Nah, fuck that, you'll bust
I've been looking for someone
After I crush that
I got this shit locked like Middleton
I speak deliberately at you
Let the bullets catch you,
why would I shake your hand?
We got beef like Red Sox
and Yankee fans
Before I shake your man
and cut back his face
I levitate my soul up to the pearly gates
in for a kill again
Should I just pray for my sins?
No convertible, no face in the wind
Just a basement, some gin
It'll blow your fucking
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You lost souls, only worry bout a canto
split like a rock show
I love to see the slugs boil your skin
none of that soft shit
Even stronghold cats know
I'm a diamond in the rough
Goopy bitches,
how I line them up
Ten pussycats bleedin'
Metaphorically,
ain't nobody as raw as me
But more importantly,
Just some Hannibal Leck
rapper you know with no handgun
but I got a devilish grin
Original man with devilish skin
put a clef in your chin
You feel you dustin' the wind
and steppin' the ring
But, you know you got a better chance
seeing
Cannabis and Wyclef connecting again
I cut the net off the rim
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