[Scholar Wise]

Scaramanga...Scholar Wise....

Wise as serpents...harmless as a dove...I show the force to bury masters



[Chorus: Scholar Wise]

Seven Eyes Seven Horns [x4]



[Verse 1: Scaramanga]

Maximum ice, slick ridiculous, permits no warrants

up to date garments enormous

flossin' the trimecka

upstairs from the inspector

perfect intellect collector 

ressurect the early Eighties when Sun reflect

with the shiny rope, fascinating grill

chill on the hill, push crill

dollar bill earner with the burner

pull a long-legged broad at Vanderbilts like Tina Turner

a scene of murder, schemes you never heard of

word up, relax, remember the facts of life

knifes and bats, gats and chain cutters

box cutters, butter leather Gooses exclusive

windbreaker Laker, jealousy will get your outfit ruined

lay up in VA and relay back to NA 

with mad clout flyin' South of the border

blessed like Holy Water 

a quarter of what I made back

another stack, you get tackled like a Carolina Line backer

in his time a fine actor

real niggas react or decline spines with the Nine spade

invade, terrificly jet in a Fifty G Lex

say it specificly, my logo reflect the new shield

on the playing field, this is the deal Son. 



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[Verse 2: Scaramanga]

Richly employed, avoid decoys

don't toy with you boys gats strapped, the Real Mccoy

adapt with the Magnum mentality

went in back of Balley's Gym

the Alley's dim

fatality ended loans when we extended chrome

blocks get dark at about Five O'Clock in these parts

spark the Rockaway

pistol whip 'em for 200 Dollar Hardaways

pardon, no play without equipment

AK's and Nines out on the street, a new shipment

Scara don't need convincin'

I can get militant in an instant

from opulence to equivelence

fat medal doesn't move with momentum 

cartel sell well Emeralds any shape, size, form or resemblance

shit fly like '98 Polo Wimbledon Hilfiger

boostin' gear with fururistic symbols in the front like Hologent

flourescent material like Isrealites

and my murders are serial type

no question 

aggresive power from the slanted crecent

immortal in a ghetto muriel

ressurected at the burial. 



[Chrous]



[Verse 3: Scaramanga]

Image start to finish unblemished

chemist blend with exotic shit, pull your Fifty yard line of scrimage,

mad tinted

crash the incent scented rented 

entered Five Months in HDM for the ATM blast

the Public defender wasn't defendin' shit

fuckin' Benedict, in the Pen it's blood or crypt

what a script 

the government never ment or intended on me growin' up a gentleman

white collar cake with cinnamon in it

Two Twenty Six to One Fifty Fifth

it was Montana and Fifty Cent

fat cats in the Benz, 

Platinum and gold fronts around the sides and the trunk

sizable lumps jumped out his lining

damn, them niggas on the corner always shinin'

remindin' me of findin' jewels in my own World

pearl Fila suits with red and blue trim 

aqua green Balley loafers, he was Seventeen with a Helicopter

I was Fifteen watchin' Judge Wapner

on top of the ghetto watchin' the metal explosive

repulsive rats and Roaches

chickens and Vultures

America's sculptured culture was then Kinged

I bring forth wings of life 

form into L's like a Knight

ignite checkmate from my sight. 



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