I'm the outscene slang kicker with no parental sticker
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ADVISIN' y'all that wise words is much slicker
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Under circumstances label advances
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Ample opportunity, infinite chances
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The rhyme, the unrelated beef I don't stress
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I seen many killed for inifinte-e-less
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Ya raps need a clips that packed with lies
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Cowardlessly ya shot up those INNOCENT BI'S
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In extra long verses hundred bars the LENGTH
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The percentage of the truth in the rhyme is one tenth
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A solid mass of minerals, easily broke down
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Hard rock MC's ya nothin but compound
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Sparked by the endless greed of CEO's
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in the videos with those questionable flows
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Take it twenty-six, cut it down to four bars, make it a hook
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if it's not I'm sure to send a book
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Knock Knock
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Who the fuck is bangin at my door?
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Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
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Better know who the fuck they lookin for
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Cuz they don't want more
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Yo Knock Knock
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Who the fuck is bangin at my door?
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Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
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Better know who the fuck they lookin for
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They don't want more
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The CREAM of the crop we run circles that remain symmetrical
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with lightnin victories that's highly electrical
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My microphone is just too hot to handle
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plus I don't fill ya ears with the, Pennister's scandal
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I gift wrap the sawed-off, the DeeJay pump it
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March to the sounds of Armstrong's trumpet
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Great things satisfied great minds
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You want me to paint scenes describe it in eight lines
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Check it
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Conceptional breakthrough, incomprehensible
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Rap that make you, convinced it's invincible
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Lease up my words, powerful hazardous
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The most dedicated research the data; this
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Info tempo, is gatherin momentum
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A thousand rounds of ammo one of them was spentin
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Applied science to, vocals we flyin through
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Victorious always because I am who?
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Knock Knock
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Who the fuck is bangin at my door?
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Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
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Better know who the fuck they lookin for
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Cuz they don't want more
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Yo Knock Knock
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Who the fuck is bangin at my door?
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Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
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Better know who the fuck they lookin for
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They don't want more
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I wrote this rhyme with a Sharpie
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You see this dark key ignition's for those with keys
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who wanna start me up
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That's where nature and nightmare come merge
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Put ya hole in so much inside ya gotta splurge
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on these snakes with the things that, poke through your denim
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When ya move it accelerates the action of the venom
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But the purity and sacrifice gettin stung twice
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from those who LOAD DICE to cars that deep right
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Cuz rhyme travelers are light years beyond
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The Clan had a bomb that made the world respond
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Considering my own future, I'm used ta
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Damaging MC's then pollyin with producers
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Whose main makin cereal from two tracks of serial
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Hold! That song's playin weak ass material
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We all peak at a singular point in time
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'Till you see the sign, decide
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Knock Knock
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Who the fuck is bangin at my door?
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Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
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Better know who the fuck they lookin for
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Cuz they don't want more
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Yo Knock Knock
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Who the fuck is bangin at my door?
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Is it abstract commercial or hardcore?
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Better know who the fuck they lookin for
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They don't want more
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Knock, Knock
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Genius/GZA |