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Lookin' at my watch it's about time To with this art of Zen another rhyme Manifested in the physical MC-in' Leading to a revolution solution is
The as it rotates make no debate When I regulate, all the gens terminate we cut and slice irrelevance to the bone And decapitate rappers that idolize Al
Or Jimmy not a hip-hop poppa a vigilante with the mic that I shot ya Chopped up, 'em and we proceeded to rock tha Bells quite well, so we got 'em hopped up
Trained, raw, like Big Daddy Plus I'm born on the same day as Kurt Rap Nirvana, me the beat piranha the drama, yeah
Don't get this wrong, this song the wind can blow your way for once A man is truly when confident That's why we're all still waiting here so
Astrologically, I'm the and the fish Made a wish, now I'm lyrical catalyst I don't eat fish, chicken or But I eat 40 on a hot plate
God's great, magnificent and This is militant, in significant To the people, masses, classes Making the hardest of keloidal and flaccid
Contaminants with backstage laminate thoughts that's why we stay adamant Which we perceive to the mind-state Making wait, holding us up for hostage
I lost it, somewhere in '96 it's safe I'll play the game, I'm back in the mix With a bag of magic and pixie dust Love hip-hop, pray it never turns lust, take it out
Don't get wrong, this revolution song Hoping the wind can blow way for once A man is truly when confident That's why we're all still here so long
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get this wrong, this revolution song Hoping the wind can blow way for once A man is dead when confident That's why we're all still waiting here so
Commandante, back home Commandante, come back Commandante, come home That's why we're all waiting here so long