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If he brakes on the brink of time thinking of lines
Thinking of rhymes oo Im devine
They told me never be black and king
But I don't see how I stay blacking (king)
Hop on the microphone like a mega phone
Sending out these messages and hopefully I hit home (home)
I seen growth in the soap box sit back soak the opera
Get the crusifix if this was tupacalips
Most mcs should not exsit that's Raw shit
Hold your hand firm or sit back and soak the auction
My only mentor the bubonic ring around the rosies
When it comes to mcs, I send ink shot from the ink jets
Embedded I shreds cause I'm overzealous
If I can tell then I can toast it
I got this muscle here from Noviscosha
Mad complex when i flex out of contex
From the pew pit I spews it
Spitting out fire whipping Concoctions
Words my only option (Words My Words My)
Word my only option
Words my only option (Options)
Words my only option
yeah yeah yeah yeah
Money is A figment,
Our imagination is connected Through energy
Negative Positive its just an inner link
If you don't stand for something you fall for anything (Anything)
Over stand over think little bit of everything
Genius mind I seen this in my mind
Dean of be devine, what I seek is time
but once you let it go you never ever get it back
New article god particle part of you
Deep inside like the art of you
Searching for the art of you
Wondering if I was born from the lightning
Could I still bring the light quite frightening
If he brakes on the brink of time thinking of lines
Thinking of rhymes oo Im devine



Credits
Writer(s): Edlow Moten
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