*Sounds of a baby crying*
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*Pharaohe Monch whining*
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Pharoahe:
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God why is it so difficult to get it through these niggas heads
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They can't fuck with me, I try to explain to the name won't misses
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Please Lord, help me make them see
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I scatter data that I catapult to metaphor
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The epiticle epilogue editor
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Hey, hey, hey
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Eaaase back, Whoooo is that, Getting up in your aaaaaass crack
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Ooohhhhh Shit
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Say now, who you listen to
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Park your ass like municipal, invisible lyrics
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Not difficult to understand man
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Spiritual, hit what you go, back-a-van
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Lyricals aren't impossible
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All opticals are not inside the plan
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Let me see your hand
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And if it does not have triple six's in the palm
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Do not be alarmed, I am the Sandman
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My oracle waveband expand from the wasteland
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*Jumbled wordplay*
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You can not oppose me
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God has choose me to battle against evil and win
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You can not oppose me
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God has choose me to do battle against all who sin
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And even when I'm gone
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My energy returns to it's original form
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Thus must warn
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(All humans who do not meet the required specifications
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for salvation will perish)
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I piss into the face of the crowd
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Lyrically I squash shit
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Toss mic stands and fans
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Before leaping into the mosh pit
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Harshness isn't it? Ha, ha, ha, ha
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Exquisite with the style that I be using
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Choose to compete, you will lose
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Poetical implants placed in my ears
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Make me cause a catastrophe to the
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Kick, drum, I'm the sinister of
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Snail Peak Creek (?)
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Never sleep, be aware
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Who will escape unscaved
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From a bombardment of scattered fragments
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Released from hidden compartments
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My Termi-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nology
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Is equivalent to Trig-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nometry
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I leave no optical footprint
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Within sight of the stands of time
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So it's impossible to follow me
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You swallow leave and digest
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No nutritional value
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Never learn how to bow to the ones
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Who allow you to wallow in the mist
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Peacefully co-exist
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With the men of medicine,
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The lyrical antagonistic
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You can not oppose me
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God has choose me to battle against evil and win
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You can not oppose me
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God has choose me to do battle against all who sin
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And even when I'm gone
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My energy returns to it's original form
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Thus must warn
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(All humans who do not meet the required specifications
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for salvation will perish)
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Sin
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| Organized Konfusion |
