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Cris Davinci Casalini
Kick it simply
Rock it cleanly
Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one
Time for your mind one time
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whatever
Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one
Choose one face don't get new ones
Pray be a true one
Not blindly red or blue son
Shout out to the daughters making moves not taking orders

Now I believe in freedom
Beyond my need to lead them
And what I perceive as decent even
Trust I freaking cheated
But that frequency's decreasing listen
Bet you've heard the credence
"You ain't cheating? you ain't trying"
I'm trying to drop the remix
"You my peeps if you aint lying"
Cruise my street it leads to Zion
True Indeed I be relying
On my heat to keep igniting
Upon every beat that I'm on
It's a rap attack on titan
Lose my cap and spray my rhymes on
Every platform bars are krylon
Styled in patterns of python
Whether code or skin it's like mind
My flow it bends just like sine waves
The lines shape a lion's mane you try in vein
Quadruple encrypted iron brain
Peasants in deserts can lie and wait
Your residence and you denied the reign
King Nebuchadnezzar can rise again
Still bet I'll get in there and find your chin

And the heavyweight champ has to pick himself off the canvas
Unbelievable left hook

Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one
Time for your mind one time
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whatever
Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one
Blast off
Take your mask off
It's not about a a bad cough
It's when you're loud but madd soft
There's no need to act tough
We cut from equal rag cloth

I keep it noble like Reggie
That's no bull life's deadly
Better go through repetitive tests to get ready
Like rope pull the heaviest sled or a chevy
Life's so cruel
Unending bending
Don't break go through
Exits and entries
I've been so true
Legends of sentry
For a century I
If I had a cent for each indecent tempt from the beast
Attempts to be cleaned repent to the King I'd mint me a bean
It's simply obscene infinitely it streams
Elohim has sent for me
He's strictly discrete yet megabeams content to me
And blots the rotten death in me that's festering decrepitly
Mold spores and cold sores
No action to combat the fate
Like Ukraine and Russia sucks to feel we just procrastinate
I hope you don't have to hate
On this cold old pro basket case
No quid pro quo I'm smacking face
And spit bold flows immaculate

Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one
Time for your mind one time
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Whatever
Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one
Is the lonliest number that you'll ever do
Ever do
Ever do