I earn the degree on a murdering spree
ya teenagers driving with ya permits to me
so turn up the beat give me a furnace to speak
fervently meek like the one who's turning the cheek
I stir up the weak, tie 'em down wit a lasso
u gassed though, wit a beanstalk to climb up the castle
the dreams have past those with lack of aspiration
I come hard every time wit another innovation
no patience as I grow older in elevation
synchronizing the syncopated pacing
my brain lacing the very drug that I'm taking
which means I influence the flow of wat I'm intaking
the blood of a nation falls the love of the patrons
failed to control the shell of delinquents
too superior ain't no one adjacent
masquerading like jason, still crystal laking
be evasive, or leave your body for wasting
street magician the way I raise to the occasion

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Lyrical Rapsody