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INTRO (scratched):
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-Yes, ah ha, I like the rhyme-(scratch)-the rhyme-(scratch)-the rhymes
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-All of us are born with a miraculous ability to determine the
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direction
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from which sounds approach us
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-Let us (scratch) venture into new and un-chartered land
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-People get shook up ya know when I introduced this God&
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VERSE 1:
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Energetic, poetic and athletic
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You know I get down and dirty when it's time to set it
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I'm tearin' through, clean your seen like ammonia
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I drown ya, flood four corners, the perimeter
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I wonder, cause earthquakes bolts of lightening
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You couldn't test the one and only Mike Titan
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Afu-Ra, now you hear it now you know it
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The body of the life force came forth just to show it
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Crucial, lyrical style ain't what it used to
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Microphone check one two
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I hit the atmosphere, give emcees visions of comets
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Technique kicked by force the earth I hit and bomb it
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Immaculate, conception with the weapon
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Emittin' mind bogglin' forms to mental sections
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Beats is cooked, base burnin' like it's lava
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Throwin' shit together more iller than Mcgyver
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I never tire, spirit live like a wire
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I came to let you know fantasies burn like desires
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Before I go, on this mic I show pity
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Coast to coast I whirlwind through cities
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CHORUS:
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Yeah, I whirlwind through cities
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Influential, Scientifical power
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My mental violence will shower
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Devour, at a crazy rate
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VERSE 2:
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Enterprising, uprising surprisin'
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Ultra-sonic, mind like bionic
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Gets ya body up just like a roots tonic
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It's ironic, negative broke to north
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I hit the crowd up and scorch off like Malatroph
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Stadiums is ripped in half, the diameter
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Of area, mathematics, straight up scarin' ya
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Face to face, cheek to cheek eye to eye
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Now many wish to battle but never wanna die
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So they kick it, bout the finer things in life
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Yes rings is nice yes but knowledge skills be priceless
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And so I radiate platinum diamonds luster
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Flavor, perform unique my cosmic savior
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As the legend's told, the heavens cradled my birth
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Time to get down for my crown and show you what it's worth
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My energy level's about to reach the proximity
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Perverted monk I whirlwind through cities
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(scratched)- friends prefer to call him just plain God
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CHORUS
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VERSE 3:
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The intentions, of reminiscence is essential
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On how I had dreams of a youth now monumental
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It's comin' true, things I've said have come to pass
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And emcees would get busy but still won't get no cash
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Some talents get the stash with skills as half as yours
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It's not about styles it's what the crowd you had applaused
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This unified circle, slip up it hurts you
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So I spread forth and my thoughts make miracles
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With my syllables I'm killin' you, but never softly
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I'm unique, my critique speaks of my physique
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>From Chicago to Cairo, skills like the mic
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On emcees I make em think that I was Heiro
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Glyphics, now the whole world can read the message
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Fake emcees couldn't walk through my passage
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Afu-Ra, shake the world with agility
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Master self I whirlwind through cities
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CHORUS (four times)
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put it in your mouth
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akinyele |