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Panoramic view, observation from all sides I'm wise, spotting haters plotting on my demise I devise my plan don a disguise, hit these motherfuckers when they asleep and yell surprise I told you once before I'm in high demand Just like the need for water down in the motherland You better scram, here comes the man Kamikaze just like Japan With the pen in his hand He's lethal, drop an atom bomb on your people These metaphors be evil, you less than shit you fecal These motherfuckers are simple Just like addition precision I hit em with my diction And watch em get popped like pimples Temples get eradicated for worshipping false idols Entitled to be the one to guide you to a soul revival It's vital to follow the icon, strike like a python I keep the mics hot, like sands in Iran Never run from danger, well acquainted with my anger Try to cultivate my peace, not afraid to help a stranger But don't push me I'm living right on the edge The B.S. needs addressed Sicker than most I put the pen to the pad Don't be mad, this brothers got the gift of gab It's been hidden, for way to long you better listen Everyone all around I'm tired of living in a prison Sicker than most I put the pen to the pad Don't be mad, this brothers got the gift of gab It's been hidden, for way to long you better listen Everyone all around I'm tired of living in a prison Sicker than most I put the pen to the pad Don't be mad, this brothers got the gift of gab It's been hidden, for way to long you better listen Everyone all around I'm tired of living in a prison Sicker than most I put the pen to the pad Don't be mad, this brothers got the gift of gab It's been hidden, for way to long you better listen Everyone all around I'm tired of living in a prison I'm sick Now chill and lay back while I operate your mental Instrumentals crack the glass while I roll through residentials Presidentials press my pockets Profits raising as I rock this Couldn't stop it if I wanted, no no pausing my potential I wanna be the one to open up the orbital sockets A prophet, is not accepted in his hometown Or city, stay witty when I recognize resistance Lean into your pain, use my music for assistance, I'm smooth like silk, vocals warmer than a quilt Grab the mic by the hilt, now the beats been killed Pressures been applied I come to exorcise The demons inside your mind Don't put up no fight I'm gonna chill, and just do my thing I bring the black rain to emcees that can't respect the name Or the game, untamed like a lion out his cage Out for respect no longer the fame I be the surgeon, when situations dire A gun for hire, don't call me sir call me sire So much negativity on earth, some would rather hate than work, what's it worth I don't know, but you reap what you sow I'm kicking down doors, and on to the next show Sicker than most I put the pen to the pad Don't be mad, this brothers got the gift of gab It's been hidden, for way to long you better listen Everyone all around I'm tired of living in a prison Sicker than most I put the pen to the pad Don't be mad, this brothers got the gift of gab It's been hidden, for way to long you better listen Everyone all around I'm tired of living in a prison Sicker than most I put the pen to the pad Don't be mad, this brothers got the gift of gab It's been hidden, for way to long you better listen Everyone all around I'm tired of living in a prison Sicker than most I put the pen to the pad Don't be mad, this brothers got the gift of gab It's been hidden, for way to long you better listen Everyone all around I'm tired of living in a prison I'm sick
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