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Mic check

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Strictly for the sake of my own amusement

Making music that I've imbued with illusion

That's all that life is and there's nothing to it

So what the f**k are y'all doing be human

You would never assume it, all the shit I'm in tune with

Give me two minutes, I'll put an end to the critics

Fair weather fans and cynics, I'm better with analytics

Simpleton savages couldn't manage to manage business

Averages averages they don't man I ran the percentage

Doing my civic duty and you couldn't get to Ubi

Living in the boonies, I fit the euphemism for loony

Looking ludicrous kabloo-y I blew this shit into kibbles n' bits

Belittle your clique, in the middle I sit

The killer city committee meet and kill 'em in third

I'm feeling disturbed when a villain emerged

Now I'm chilling, I'm as vicious as the realest you heard

With my pen I kill 'em absurd and rhyme seven syllable word



I'm not your average Joe

Hardcore, far more than the average

I'm as vicious as the realest you know

Only difference is consistence, I'm considered a pro

I don't got mad dough, cars, designer clothes but still

I'm not your average Joe

Maniac approach, my product is dope

You're listening to the pro with the accurate flow



Yo, I got one foot in the game, one foot on the floor

Head in the sky, hand on a panhandle a bum begging for more

Someone peg him as old, a stegosaurus oppose

My gumball's big and bold no regular so

Phenomenon John legendary heaven would know

I'm on a never-ending run, Dave Letterman

My enemies on a Ethan Hunt, but they can't get in my zone

Little Caesar one eight seven your soul, blow

You get the picture, closed caption, I know your stats

Expose negatives under developed photographs

I flow effortless, CES regiment growing fast

Deal intact, f**k around and feel the wrath, hold the math

Ja Rule told me that the pendulum swing

And that only the underground can bring an end to the king

He was looking stunted he stunted on him with treasure and bling

A man measured by the spread of his wing, put that on everything

Money was never a thing



I'm not your average Joe

Hardcore, far more than the average

I'm as vicious as the realest you know

Only difference is consistence, I'm considered a pro

I don't got mad dough, cars, designer clothes but still

I'm not your average Joe

Maniac approach, my product is dope

You're listening to the pro with the accurate flow



Say what you say, I'm in it 'til I get a few rings

I'll never Cobain, I'm lifted off this medical strain

I wet up your brain, I'm on a different level, insane

Evident save, vile villain with the venom in veins

I'll never change, like a residue with red and blue stains

They never knew they, would meet me

Then they'd met a new fate

An edible plate, if you're listening, I said a few things

Yeah, if you're listening, I said a few things