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I see dead man grins
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Seven deadly sins
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Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins
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The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones
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Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone
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Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high
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Drop the verse for nine planets
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That fell from the sky
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Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions
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With the one two three four five
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In the session with the lesson
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Cause in bass and treble we trust
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With the rebels orally ready in case we bust
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And write a power chord and if the place be plush
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We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius
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Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch
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We attack like a bullet till your face relax
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And think about it
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If you ain't got the class to flee
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Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy
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Now its time for me to rise
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The lyric utilizer
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Down like fertilizer
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Quick to improvise
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A style that can surprise ya
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Your eyes is on the prize
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We can go line for line
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I ain't hard to find
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While we break your spine
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My mild style reclines
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I'm laid back
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All that talk you need to save that
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The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing
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The feds rocking like we x-men
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Chorus: 2X
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You say you want action satisfaction
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The brothers with the positive reaction
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The crew with style that퉠 on top of the pile
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J5퉠 gonna rock a long long while
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We get set
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Who's up next to pull to a fast one
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Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one
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Now who wants action satisfaction
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Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting
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Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades
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My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly
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Blazing with the fire and desire
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I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire
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If any child of mine gets out a line boastin?
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My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion
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Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking
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You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting
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But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality
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We be giving power that you can share with your family
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Aerodynamically cutting through danger
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Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor
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Chorus 2X
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The moral of my oral ammunition rendition
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2na fish on a Marc 7even collision
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We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's
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And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised
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I see through your crews like an x-ray tube
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And gamma rayed your function
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Left you with assumption
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That we be the butter clique
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We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic
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Chorus 2X
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Action Satisfaction
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| Jurassic 5 |
