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This song is particularly interesting. I originally had it structured into 16 bar verses with a 8 bar hook. But when I got into the studio, as I was recording, I realized that the verses in the beat were a little bitl longer than I had anticipated. So I just kept rapping! The first 16 of each verse is written flow, and the last 8 is freestyle. If you listen close, you can actually hear the style and the flow pattern shift. The results? Well, you be the judge...

lyrics

intro...

Chorus:
If the booth were the face of a very large man-
My spits would be the mighty fists you'd need to leave him toothless!

All strategy
Being cut from this cloth meant more struggle, but I'm glad that it had to be
Graduated at the head of my class as you'll see
Post education application
Faculty
Professor in my own rights
At letting the 4 ignite for bones of plight
Turn off your domelight then get away very casually
Fools slow like mollasses, I'm fast as Cashes Speed
Gas mask of my flows, might cause you to pass from O.D.Ing
If I got it, I deserve it
I'm a flash a little, swerve it
Give a FUCK if I curb it
Just replace it and keep pervin'
Like a habitual sex offender, showing my ass, better learn it
I just do me with no inhibitions
That's what they've murdered
The true self of most nowadays
Who is that person?
Ha-Ha!
And why are they so mad when I pull back the curtain
The throne, I've climbed that
Tested the cushions of the mercilous
Hopped back off
Cause how could I chill while my souljah's hurtin
It's not even my wisdom, It's God's only
I just share as intructed
Serve it up with no bologna
Don't burn it
(Freestyle)
Uh!
"He's ejected" is the verdict for that
Soft shit he talkin
niggas is like sherbert
Uh-
Run out of raps I kick it off the top of the muscle
Show you niggas who gon' topple with hustle
Fuck these niggas up
yeah
All of them hoes'll be leakin'
How we do it
Uh
Like they got in fights some Ricans
Uh-
And they got stuck
Niggas making moves and shit
Doing this
Ruthaless
Coming from that 206
It's rainin in the Sea-Town
Niggas'll catch a beatdown
I'm spittin these lyrics profound
Niggas'll catch a noun now!

Chorus (4x)

It's like they got gills
Can't breath the air I breath
I find it so trill
You have doubt?
Just watch and you'll see
How you realah than a crispy bill?
I.O.U.
Promissary note mf
NOW who's the fool?
Ain't realah than gold
Ain't realah than platinum or diamonds
There's global control on ALL that!
Purchases keep them shinin'
Naw
Can't even say I'm realah than space
Cause they'll sell you that then come back and take it one day
I've come to the conclusion
I'm not realah than anything
It's all just an illusion
It's bout staying in your own lane while naturally cruisin'
If I do me
Bet black
I won't be loosin'
Superism thoughts
Original mind matter
Minerals from the land of the lost, that'll make 'em gather
Criminals got the hand of this strosses shit
RUN IT!!!
The more of us make it?
You already know the rest!
See I ain't hatin' by the slimmest measure
I've been in the pavement through nice AND the stormy weather
I've been hated upon simplly because I'm better
The whole time this ugly chest carried a treasure
(Freestyle)
But still I keep mashin'
Cold hearted assassin
Usually known for blastin
Lately I've been chillin' but don't make the villain come out
Uh
That's just how we do it Dog
I dumb out
Make this shit pop
Through my lyrics
Yeah my heart and soul
Put it all into this and take it back to when I was knee old
To a fly's shoulder
Knee short to newports
We used to carry boulders
And try to get a few dough
But now we just chillin' making a killin' with our wisdom
Life experience we been through
Put it to this shit
Got, Many facets to it like a bunch of diamond prisms
My niggas do this shit up on the grind or in the prison

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from Just Practice Vol. III, released July 24, 2012

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