damn im too slow just put mine before messiah"s
damn im too slow just put mine before messiah"s
yeh he was too slow for mine b4 too
hah its all outta order
o well
chared feet walk the desert on a daily, brain column affected snortin dope mc's
"ya'll niggas can't be serious, i was nice before ice, before christ, before the the words let there be light, and the light took over the night, i was born wit the mic, lord of the mic before all plant and animal life, took this rap shit to new heights before the wright brothers took flight, before dogfightin' and aerial strikes, before mc's picked up pens and started to write" - Canibus
test your aimin spit up flames when you taste the drainage
stabbin ya with microphones in ya temple, ya claim its painless
but the maintenance it takes to maintain your game is frameless
transition thru the pages of archmages elevatin scripture and ur brain waves siniter bullets graze literature
"ya'll niggas can't be serious, i was nice before ice, before christ, before the the words let there be light, and the light took over the night, i was born wit the mic, lord of the mic before all plant and animal life, took this rap shit to new heights before the wright brothers took flight, before dogfightin' and aerial strikes, before mc's picked up pens and started to write" - Canibus
minds stir when i create a verbal slur u cant picture
or develop in a chemical mixture cuz we shinin like light fixtures, words razor sharpe partin wigs like clippers
"ya'll niggas can't be serious, i was nice before ice, before christ, before the the words let there be light, and the light took over the night, i was born wit the mic, lord of the mic before all plant and animal life, took this rap shit to new heights before the wright brothers took flight, before dogfightin' and aerial strikes, before mc's picked up pens and started to write" - Canibus
bald but the wind flows much quiker// my aim drains brains like batteres and light fixters strain// iron flag swang the fire to pump blisters to a bang
so much vibration it gave parkinson's to the rictah
earthquake picture back to the future michael j out foxin these losers
im restricted from touchin a MIC, they said im a flow abuser
just futile weakmindz in a storm of "rugged troopas"
(me and my friends when we rhyme and record shit)
swollen gun holderz, left hand ejection molds scoldin hands of reckless lead throwers
"ya'll niggas can't be serious, i was nice before ice, before christ, before the the words let there be light, and the light took over the night, i was born wit the mic, lord of the mic before all plant and animal life, took this rap shit to new heights before the wright brothers took flight, before dogfightin' and aerial strikes, before mc's picked up pens and started to write" - Canibus
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