[Chorus: Tajai]
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Touched insane deranged and such
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But my mind still thinks in the clutch
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You run up you get, touched
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Molested marauded messed with
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I'm charged with electric current
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And burn'em so don't, touch
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Gimme room to bloom or boom impending doom
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Thoughts consume man I got that
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Touched panache pizzaz
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A feel for the real
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Skill and lots of that
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So I just build now
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[Opio]
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While you throwin' punchlines
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I'm bustin' hot ones with rhymes (blow!)
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Acupuncture smackin' damn nerds like heroine
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Swimmin' with sharks I'm off the (Fairline?) Islands
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They sense blood in they gills but a nigga will survive man
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Automatic darts hypnotic talk
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Alive and aware come prepared to collide you'se a dead man walkin'
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And I'm the executioner connivin' like Lex Luthor
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What they shootin' for?
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[Tajai]
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Man, I make these corny rappers respire
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Break'em for their dapper atire
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Then throw that ass in the fire
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And ain't no use in askin' me why
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FUCK YOU! that's my reply
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Step back from the mike
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Or I'm snatchin' your lives, right
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[A-Plus]
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Niggas be actin' like
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They be rappin' tight, but they lost
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Like in the black of night
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Soon to be my sacrifice
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Better be wary of the legendary
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Cuz your spot at the cemetery isn't temporary
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Have you shook up like kids who mention Carrie
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Or Bloody Mary if you rappin' near me
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Positively somethin' gon' happen really
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I ain't got no back up in me
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I stay managed
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Wether you chill or pack a semi
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You can't manage
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[Phesto Dee]
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We gargantuan killa tarantulas
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Touch the inchangeable, Viagra flow, raw
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Stronger then Niagra Falls
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Max Julien backhand MCs and grab my balls
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Hit'em with the black squad and crack your jaw
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[A-Plus]
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Now I'm a chastise you rap guys
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With wack lies
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Soundin' like you doin' smack lines
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Claimin' it's your last time
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We start a riot like Jamaicans over gas prices
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That's why the mass like us
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We them grass lighters
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[Opio]
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Niggas think I got punched by Rudduck
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In the stomach the way I bust from the gut & get
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G's by the hundred but
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That don't matter (fool)
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Cause niggas get millions
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For shit I ain't feelin'
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And that's why I'm building
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[A-Plus]
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Yeah
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Absolutely, I be rappin' smoothly
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If she actin' too keyed
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I'm a snatch a groupie
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Roll a phattie and have niggas sayin' that's a doozy (Daaam boy!)
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And bring it to niggas who front like it's a action movie
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[Opio]
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Futuristic like Appleseed
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Musical masterpiece
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Freeze rappers like a tractor beam
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Yeah, major league data swing
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On the track queen rap sting
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Who blasting
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We pure to the last gene
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[Tajai]
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Weapon testin' with my 308 special
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Runnin' up in your residences
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Runnin' busters for their presidentials
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In my sights I won't miss you
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Once you gone I won't miss you
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Livest nigga be a dead issue
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Your flesh is just tissue for my talented talents to rip through
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Physical enslaved to my imbalanced mental
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My confidence is not confidential
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So show deference for my skills diferential
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[Phesto Dee]
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Yeah I suffocate featherweight MC's never resucitate
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Decimated easily as my voice fluctuated sentence structure
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This critical juncture for you youngstas
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Laser sharp hack ya, cut ya, acupuncture
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Play my clutch Midas touch press the gas and light the dutch up
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My candy gloss touch ya
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Eurethane is such a
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Blood rushin' display of luxury and immerse ya
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Submerge ya beyond the verge of word perfection
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[Tajai]
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Yo these niggas out a pocket I cold
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Cock'em and cock at their nose
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Stopping their comment just for haulin' that garbage
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My flow, shockin' and suckers with no
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Stoppin' a racket
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If you fi'n to talk about it
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Be about it or get rowdy
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[Phesto Dee]
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I spit that
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Liquid detergent
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Game like George Gervin
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Ice water
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Under pressure operate like Julius Erving
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The surgeon, hovercraft percusion
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With spontaneous combustion
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highly flammable magma through the mouth
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[Chorus: Tajai]x2
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I am
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Touched, unsane, deranged and such
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But my mind still clicks in the clutch
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You run up you get, touched
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Molested marauded messed with
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I'm charged with electric current
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And burn 'em so don't, tou |