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Yeah yeah | Uh yo yo, yo yo yo, Jedi Mind yo yo | Yo, my words sold germs, spread em like a slow germ, infected
Yeah yeah Uh yo yo, yo yo yo, Jedi Mind yo yo Yo, my words sold germs, spread em like a slow germ, infected Disease is collected and quarantined from my method The borderline where the animal and divine become separate I'm Def Leppard, case of beautiful hell on a record Compel the skeptic when Kamachi unveil the epic It's needed and requested Brought to you like Elijah in the message A jury of ancestors was sequested To decide my fate, for conductors of viscous vespers Candlelight death is extras Is usually hollow point flesh presses Until they skin caress stretchers I'm the best to finesse textures My rhyme fabric, is elaborate, scrolls kept in a gold cabinet Open the book to the chapter of this old soul magic Juju tongue to voodoo come, behold this untold havoc Up north grab it, then I hit the south pole wit a magnet East and west avid, now my name on all four points of the square It's firmly established, the language is lavish First to rock Roshashannah's and African pajamas Swear before I die to be there wit the best of the rhymers Music for different ears, hears in different spheres Global ink like the mobile link, make sure the pitch is clear K-A-M-A-C-H-I be the dopest in here Yo we smash mics, but ya'll wanna build But in the face of death, you can't kill And that's real, we fear what we feel But ya'll muvafuckas can't overstand skill If ya'll start me, we Buck like Milwaukee But ya'll, ya'll just do a lot of talkin And maybe that's why you fear what the devil does Maybe that's the appeal of a metal slug You ain't a ghetto thug, you an actress That's unatural, like love between faggots! "In the company of fear" I burn leaf wit Ikon and the Chief nigga This next bud is not for you Watchin' you made me land a clenched hand to your nostril Stoppin' you from givin' the god cold stares Beware, my flares put poets in rolling chairs Dunn I'm prepared when the holocaust begins You'll have the roach smoked down to the sole of your Timbs Now I'm, holdin' your gems, you're holdin' for dear life Any mothafucker holdin' the heat can have ice You're just like a bitch wit no top on At the Houston five, you lay down and get shot on Double check, your dead, plugged twice in your mug I'm high off the weed, drunk off the cop's blood "Too much, I'm tired" "In the company of those that fear" "In the company of fear" "Above all, there was fear Fear of today, fear of tomorrow Fear of our neighbors, and fear of ourself" "We came from distant space and even what some might call Another dimension and we're about to return"
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