Beginning without the, end so play the
 eye inside, no extended version
 Next episode be smooth as a Persian
 Rhyme everlastin, there'll be no part two
 Knowledge is infinite, once I start to draw
 a better picture for your third eye, if you're blind
 You know with a mic, I'm a black Michaelangelo
 I'm the brother who ideas are colorful
 Givin em insight, but givin em trouble to
 comprehend cause they thoughts won't blend in
 They're pretendin, while I'm extendin
 You bite like a parasite, ? you attacks
 But you won't strike, cause you ain't no match
 You need more light cause yours got dim
 Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
 What's the matter G, check your battery
 Go get charged up, then come battle me
 You try hard and Die Hard, you ain't Eveready
 When they check the pulse, you'll be  Dead  as  Freddie
 Sharper spears for new ideas
 Check your engine and ask your engineers
 to equalize, try to disguise it
 If that don't work yo, then monosize it
 You need more power, better bring Battlecat
 But this ain't Grayskull, and you ain't rippin jack
 Don't drop the mic and jet for your tooley
 ("Bring it to me!")
 We can go rhyme for rhyme til the mic stop the workin
 Then I'ma leave you behind the Iron Curtain
 and you'll remain backstage
 Your book is over, I ripped your last page
 Changed the endin, at least you went out rappin
 Now I'ma tell em what happened
 I filled the mic with explosives, and lit it up
 It was too heavy to hold, he couldn't pick it up
 Pass the mic, let him try to get paid
 He hit the stage, it went off like a hand grenade
 Now scrape him off the floor and off my list
 I ain't a soloist, I'm an arsonist
 Sprayed up, he said he was gonna do what?
 Played up, MC Grand but Pooh-Butt
 Stole his lady, and drove her crazy
 You asked me why - cause her man tried to play me
 I sent her back a nervous wreck
 and tried to put her back in check
 My speciality is masterin the female species
 I specialize in her, until she sees
 where I come from, and why I came
 I tame the train til she manifest my name
 Fill her with life until she burst with energy
 Then leave her restless, cause a lot of women be
 tryin to drain us, and leave us stripped dry
 Put holes in our pocket, but you ain't that fly
 I clipped your wings and bring you down to Earth
 and tell you what life is worth
 It ain't rings and things that's materialistic
 You wanna pip on, imperialist with
 food for thought, cause I'm the shelter
 I'll be your clothes, keep you warm and help ya
 not to be hot to trot by a haunt
 And why do y'all got to flaunt?
 ("You gotta use what you got
 to get what you want")
 Cool, I heat you up like a black mink coat
 Hug your neck like a fat gold rope
 Words I speak and my DJ's cuts will warm ya ears
 like mink earmuffs
 So Eric show em how fast your hand'sll go
 so the people in the stands'll know
 that you don't scratch your cuts in the grave
 Moves in waves to my rhyme displays
 Float, evoke, my tempo jets
 Expressions express when you kick steps
 Keep em, energetic, so let it
 pound in your head til what I said is embedded
 Don't forget it's copastetic, set it
 Anywhere you want your poetry's pathetic
 You gets.. no.. credit.. til you get it straight
 Let's motivate
 No intermissions cause it ain't commercial
 If you wanna break then I'll reimburse you
 I won't let go so my mic won't drop, cause
 ("I can't.. stop!")
 Vocabs is endless, vocals exist
 Rhyme goes on, so no one can stop this
 Especially when I start to say the
 rhymes with no omega

 No omega
 No omega

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