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This is the C
Rippin and wreckin the lyrical legends sendin y'all to mic heaven
is the C section
A lyrical legend second to none in profession

I spit it
And rip it minute by
I'm in it to win it
You fuckin with bis you finished
Lyrical menace scrape enamel off your like a dentist
With a minister from the executive senate
Pro-gression followed by metaphorical
Testing 1 2 3 4 testing
Supreme supremacist nemesis to
Predators eat intestines of they entrusted in
Slice you like lettuce and start seven
Then make a mc salad out of and sell it
For an expensive
With nine of the credit
Drink red bull beverage to increase lyrical
I only give respect to mic club and my own mentors
In the of my circle where I dare you to enter
This is art imitating life art
Imitating the brain simulating when I talk
Idealistically I spit for
The cinography of the rhyme is balances me
me
E A six prowlers
air power
Fly around us with propulsion soundless
Spittin rhymes out by the
Nitro-glycerin tablets under the calm me down a bit
Attitude and lassitude
Battle you? come on I should slap you fool
Spit what I'll leave your lips the friction is so sick son
Your children from a trition
high intensity conflict is a given it
Especially if is doin the rippin
You snippin to clippin in the incisions
With scissors rubber ergonomic grip for the fingers
Liars for hire with a defense like Fygar
And it like thugs who work for mic club
Hyped up and the mic up my man
Move as expeditiously as I can
Ain't nobody in the world Bis
The nitrous with radio telescopic
Same type
Facially hairless igogarious
Lyricist turned terrorist
Airlift me off the line to my therapist
So I can sit in his chair and him how much I care for this
This is they want this is what they love
To engage in the exchange of ideas and
While I'm in the cut satellite trackin you
With months of food rations beneath the of Paris
Theories of and super-savage
Atomic attack tachometers flash when I punch the gas
The I climb the harder I rhyme
You gotta face and survive to feel more alive
The quality of is an illusion of the mind
lines look two-dimensional from the side
According to the science of the applied
If they say I'm the best after I die don't be
I the sky let my energy rise
At the of truth I know it's definitely my time
As my soul is eased through the sive I'll be grateful I lived
The only drawback is that I didn't have
To C-section my whiz
And see the resemblance of my face in or his
Who knows what the future bring
It me to think
This mic meant now it doesn't seem important
Now I gotta follow defend borders
From Maine to California Seattle to
If I could to the Oracle I know what I'd ask her
I'd speak to her about my
As the hourglasses turn my passes
I'll just wait till I see the and I'll just ask him
Forget it that's the future this is the
A message to listenin to the C section

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