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Got A Rapper's Achilles Tendency Toward The Inflation Of Me<br />
Not So Much Out Of Vanity 'Cause The Man In the Mirror Ain't All That Shady<br />
Just A Little Crazy Maybe 'Cause i'm Steady Blazing<br />
i'm High As Kite On Hinamatsuri <br />
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It's Amazing<br />
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How i'm Flier And More On Fire Than Fireflies<br />
And My Swagger Stays Lit Like A Pilot Light <br />
My Rhymes Burst Flame Like Funeral Pyres<br />
Cause Of The Fire Fight At A Stop Light<br />
'Cause i'm Pro-Green Like A Racecar Driver<br />
With A Flow Gone Abstract<br />
Off Track, Soylent Green In My Pipe <br />
My Philosophy Smokes Mankind<br />
No Hypocrisy, Just A Peace Of Mind<br />
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Gone With The Wind, Am Countin' No Time<br />
Just Like The Wind, Can't Contain It<br />
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This Shit That i Say's Like The Inception Of A Ship<br />
Off My Tongue, These Phrases Just Split <br />
Like A Hymen That i've Ripped<br />
That's Right, My Dick Will Prompt Stitches<br />
Wish Upon A Star Like The Clit Of Venusians<br />
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But it's all just some shit when my style is like i sketch, 'cause all things are subject to change over time, patience refined and temperance obliged and i'm a pretty nice guy, a little ornery at times, but i like to go that extra mile, pushing thresholds passed the line, sayin' shit that'd make your grandmother cry, while i'm still being polite; i'll compliment her baking, 'cause it was delicious, like, better than my own words can describe it, but don't let's get over excited. Asked to be excused and go smoke 'til i'm faded. Mind, green and milky; i'm jaded. Wont be berated for doin' me like Scott Tenorman ate his parents. My condition is mint. <br />
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Call the ridge-side when i coin flip 'cause being me is like living without sense. <br />
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Mind On Clutter, Body Feel Like Melting Butter, <br />
Heated Colita Laurel Hold Me Sativa--How i Hover--And i'm Stubborn<br />
All Your Hate Stick To You Like Glue As It Bounce Off Me Like Rubber, Fool