What, uhh, yo
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Just when things seemed the same, and the whole scene is lame
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I come and reign with the unexplained for the brains till things change
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They strain to slang sling, I'm trained to bring game
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History that I arranged been regained by King James
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Go to practice, with tactics, when the track hits, theatrics
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Women that look like actress the status of Cleopatra's
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Stacks of mathematics took the ?ego-a-geatics?
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As I find out, what the facts is, for geographic
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No time to sip Mo's with hostess, never mind what the total gross is
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I rip shows, stay focused, and split cheese, with soldiers
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While you hit trees and coast I spit flows that be ferocious
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And with these explosives, I split seas for Moses
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Shine permanently only my mind's concernin me
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Fire burns in me eternally time's eternity
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Followers turn on me they'll be in a mental infirmary
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Determinely advance technology better than Germany
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Since the first days you know of, till the last days is over
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I was always the flow-er, I made waves for Noah
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From a compound, to the anatomy, to the breakdown of a atom
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Some of my rap patterns, still surround Saturn
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From the ancient Hieroglyphics, to graffiti painted pictures
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I study I know the scriptures but nowaday ain't it vicious
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Date back I go beyond check the holy Qu'ran
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To speeches at the altar on, now we get our party on
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So being benificent, I bless em with dialogue
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They expectin, the next testament by the God
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I blow em through battlezones with chrome for chaperone
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Blast beats with saxophones one of the baddest rapper's known
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Every country city and borough, sidestreet and ghetto
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isle and alley and meadow theories ferile enough to echo
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When it was one mass of land, with one nash' of man
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And the whole mass was ran under one master plan
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Since the world's metamorphis, and the plan is kept in orbit
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Turntables we spin off but the needles never skip off it
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Rhythms we expressin similar to our ancestors
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It'll answer your questions if you understand the message
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From the days of the slave choppers?, to the new age of prophets
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As heavy as hip-hop is I'm always ready to drop it
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from the mind which is one of Allah's best designs
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And mines'll stand the test of time, when I rhyme
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The 18th Letter, the prophesy professor
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I stay clever, long as the planet stay together
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Bring up praise from Mecca, make a phrase for the better
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In new days to remember, always and forever
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(repeat 2X)
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The R baby
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The 18th Letter (Always And Forever)
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| Rakim |
