I smoke on the mic like Smokin' Joe Frazier,
The hell raiser, raisin' hell with the flavor.
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries.
Lyrically perform armed robbery,
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me...
Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk,
Phony niggaz are outlined in chalk
I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding light / Invite the fight, we all die tonight
Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan, swingin' through your town like your neighbourhood spiderman!
Working hard may help you maintain,
To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain.
You stackin cheddar cause you working at the burger place.
But as the world turns I learned life is Hell / Living in the world, no different from a cell
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough.
Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof,
To kick the truth to the young black youth.
I leave scientists mentally scarred,
Triple Extra Large,
Wild like rock stars who smash guitars...
Well I'm a sire, I set the microphone on fire,
Rap styles vary, and carry like Mariah
Ready to give up so I seek the old Earth.
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