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BROTHER,
MY JUNGLE CONCRETE
JUGGLE CONVOS
IN THE CONGO
WITH COLUMNS
FROM ARISTOTLE
SO MY PRODUCT
IS AS FOLLOWS
HUMBLE KING
WOULD NEVER BUDGE
FROM THIS JUXTAPOSITION
BRASS KNUCKLE RINGS
FOR THOSE WHO JUDGE
HOW I'M CONDUCTING
MY BUSINESS
HATERS SAID
IT'S BEEN TOO MANY YEARS
BETWEEN TAPES
BUT GODSPEED
CAN'T BE MEASURED WITH MPH
THAT'S WHY IM TREATING
ODOMETERS
LIKE ANDROMEDA
MARRIED TO THE GRIND
GOT MY MIND ON
GETTING MY MILEAGE UP
ITS DRAMA, THE
TEMPERATURE BUSTING THRU
THE THERMOMETER
WHEN U HOT
& D.T'S THATS FOLLOWING
NOT NDAMUKONGA
IM JUS OMW
TO GO TURN THE STU
TO SOMALIA
& PUT SOME RANDOM THOUGHTS
TOGETHER NEGUH,
LIKE POLYMERS
SEE NAS SAID
LIFE'S A BITCH
I GUESS IM DESTINED TO
DIE WITH HER
I HOPE NOT BEFORE
I PROVIDE TO HER
WHAT I PROMISED HER
TO CHANGE THE WORLD
MAKE IT BETTER THAN
WHAT I INHERITED
MAKE A GODDESS HONEST
HAVE SEEDS & THEN
GO CHERISH SHIT
AMERICA PLAYA HATING
MY PLANS THO
THEY NEVER WANA SEE US
LEAVING THE BANDO
WE THINK ITS
BARELY 1 WAY
LIKE DIDDY
SPLIT UP THE BAND DOE
& THAT'S SERVING DANITY KANE
WHO WANT A SAMPLE?
EVERY NEGUH STORY THE SAME
WHO MOVED THE GRAMS BRO
LOOKED AROUND
JAIL OR GRAVE
THATS WHERE OUR MANS GO
I UNDERSTAND
YOU JUS TRYING EXPAND YO
IT GOTA BE MORE
TO WHAT YOU STAND FO

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VERSE 2:

I'M A MOHICAN
METAPHORIC & FLOW SPEAKING
NO INK PEN
OUT OF THIN AIR
AROSE INKLINGS
NO PINK ONES
JUS THE COLOR OF
OLE ENGLISHE
INVOKED BY THE GHOSTS
OF THE GOATS
OUR NOTES EVEN
COMPARED & APPARENTLY
I'M THE LAST OF A
DYING BREED
OF GOD MC'S
TO LEAD THE MASS BROTHER
SEE THIS IS MASS BROTHER
MORE THAN JUS RAPS
EATING BEATS
FEELING H. CHRIST
DURING THE LAST SUPPER
MIRACULOUS HOW WE
MOVE BRICKS
SUPPLY 0'S
& DO WHAT JESUS DID
WITH 2 FISH
& 5 LOAVES
NOT TO MENTION
THE WATER TURNED
INTO WINE FLOWS
SEE, EVEN OUR
CRIMINAL MINDS DIVINE BRO
AT MY WORST
I'M IMPERVIOUS
& FLY FROM THE LINE
WITH THE JEWEL
HE IS DOX IRVING BITCH
HERE TO SAVE THE GAME
EACH VERSE IS
A VOLT SHOCK
TO DEFRIBILATE THE LATE
& THE VERTICAL DON'T STOP
HALF MAN, HALF AMAZING
IM VINCE OVER MUTUMBO
WHILE HALF THESE RAPPERS
LOOKIN LIKE
PRINCE LETTING THE GUN BLOW
IM MORE
PRINCE OF THE PRINT
& GOIN DUMB MODE
OR MAYBE KING
IT'S A 80S BABY THING
IN A CITY OF
NEW JACKS
LOVING THE WAY WE SWING
TRANSITIONING
FROM BALLING TO OFFICE
LIKE DAVE BING
THE SAME THING
EVERYWHERE I GO
I'M COMPARED TO
THESE LAMES
LIKE YAL AIN'T KNOW
THAT DOX DIFFERENT
& I'M"