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[Mantra]

Read cha notes then read my notes…..
My quotes are comparable to electoral votes/
Don’t waste a toke, my hope is puddle of mud
Now I’m nothing but paint chips on the ground/
Is that how I’m viewed? Now do I have it misconstrued?
What do I have to do to receive respect around here/
This ain’t any film by Brian DePalma or Oliver Stone
I’m the holder in court face the force take up the task of course/
Driven these tracks wit rhythm in tack, now that’s giving back
So when I cut up flows, I give back what was given too me/
Knowledge birthed my person besides my mama and father
I hold the pen as the ultimate author, I’m the Steven King of my life/
It was one big horror film wit suspense surrounding me
For every miracle and surgery everything was relief for me/
Nigga pain ain’t nothing but one half physical and one half mental
Get over the anguish, I ain’t speaking another language/
I draft these flows, from thoughts caught from my inner space
Inner waste, inner haste, inner taste, inner face, inner case/
Now I’m in all yall businesses like the internet I’m interconnected
I think you all should intersect wit it and inspect to get it/

Feel the chemistry, beasts don't wanna see the menace free
Giant on land, the force of my hands,
leave men afraid to speak
As i chief reefa, then leave a hole in the head of a speaker
Arrest ya developement,
destroying everything in my path like rushing elephants,
no telling when the tantrum hits from phantom spits
Examine skulls and all the opposition,
i'm chopping em all
Wanna battle i'm the one to call for the job
Want security get ya money right and hire the god
Fire on squads, watch em crawl,
like Ricky's killer
Flows no filter, wicked like Hitler, i made ya blisters