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Step into the realm, you're bound to get caught

And from this worldly life, you'll soon depart



[Malik B]

Yo, I walk a-cross this, world that's deceptive

Beats are perfected, the ghetto's infested

with more destruction, my vocal eruption

was speakin bout corruption with no introduction

Approach me with caution cause I spark losses

M-Illitant the rap arson, marchin

Leavin niggaz stiff like I'm starchin, departin

Hollywood Sambos and jokes just like Martin

I'm the type of nigga that belongs in a ward

with a mic and a cord, to hold your head with a sword

Some proclaim lames, callin theyselves bold

They shall be flawed, when the claps applaud

If this a point of life, one I can't afford

Then I have to get sheist and I deal in fraud

Now back to the topic of, the rap philosopher

With more drama than a soap opera

Who stops the propoganda, the hot block commander

Puttin a halt to all the backtalk and slander

Warn every challenger, about the silencer

Muzzle in your mouth for the days that's on the calendar



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[Black Thought]

I'm from the valley of the heavyheads, watch the ghetto pre-medical

undergrads, and steady red faces of stone

Eyes are crevices, life like a double negative

Philly crimin-al, I rhyme my, dirt Tariq already did

Buildin this, Fifth foundation in the wilderness

Thought-less, trespass and enter Thought's fortress

Limitless entrance, paid, to the order of the

cypher slaughterer, my mic slappin you senseless

Defenseless, niggaz never movin me inches

The beat Fifth, invisi-ble in the trenches

Afficiando, awesome hip-hop drug problem

Fuck stardom, and chickens up in Gotham

Poltergeist, slit or choke the mic, til it scream to me

STOP THAT, cash we conveniently got that

I stroll through your scenery cocked back

Me and Hot Mack, the nine-eight, El Dorado Cadillac Jacks



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