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Aceyalone
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Asalaam alaikum, people of good will
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I offer you the greeting of thought manifested skill
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To finally reveal the open-end chapter
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As real as the flesh that you're embodied in
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To the skull cavity your mind is rotting in, I'll be riding in
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And there might have been a slight, rotation warp to curve
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The course of course, I'm cordial when I'm reportin'
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I won't distort, I don't contort
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Connect, conduct, collect, console or conceal
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In full control of the roll of the wheel
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My eyes are my appliance to decipher the science
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Omitting defiance with the high-tech mic check
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The buttons that flashed, I pushed for absolute destruction
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Your structure is lifted from the ground
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The foundation mound is broke, so you float around
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I'm embedded in what is known as beat
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Let it be shown, every enzyme is complete
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In time, you'll see the pace of the pulse pump
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Rapidly, heart rate, happily marched
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I happen to be the dark man who holds the charts
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I arch my horizontal line to make a rainbow
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But it ain't the same though, yo
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The tried and true pros are chasing fool's gold
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Sliding through holes like small rodents
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It's obviously evident, my embellishment peaks at two-ninety-two I.Q.
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'Cuz Big Ace is the spinner, in the center
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Inventor, and I plan to be a winner meaning
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I'll be in the inner outer ovaries, overload, overboard
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Overseas hearin' oversees more, than the eye
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Can I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist, escapist
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The way I shape this landscape, automatically makes this, vivid
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I give it a rivet, hold it, stand at the pivot
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I love it, learn to live it, then give you my exhibit
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Not inhibited, not even a little bit when I'm inclined
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My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
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And you can play the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
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My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guideline
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You can play the sideline, write rhymes in your spare time
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'Cuz I'd rather stimulate your mind than emulate your purpose
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And we have only touched on the surface of the serpent
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Consider me part of the dust, in the dusk
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I must collect the samples from the rust
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Penetrate the crust then trust no living
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Driven by the sonic, language passion
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Your ashes spark the flashes, of the neon
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From beyond, what kind of planet could I be on?
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I don't know, but I'ma be on for eons, and eons
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While many think that they can never play out
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Get trapped in a time frame and never find their way out
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I stay off the dramatization and I balance
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Always seeking the challenge
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To show the world the incredible talents
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I cut the corners, smooth out the surfaces
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Worthlessness is just half of the problem
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I read the grid kid, I did every column
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I note the animal kingdom, and the phylum
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Whylum style 'em until they get to hit the target
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I mark it on the bullseye, of flies and the buffalo wing in the sky
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My architectnique sparks the dark streets of your resting ground
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I suggest that you warn your town
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I inhabit the oxygen, mark off the memory
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You will never forget to remember the lone wolverine
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Marine biologist machine with the verbal
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Internal mind fertile, foot, over hurdle
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Tight like girdle, and my word'll be the last
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I incubate every other millennium
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I fast and I hibernate, to pass any of 'em
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I am potent, untraceable
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No color, no odor, no taste, no replaceable parts
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No heart, no head, just a carcass
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The darkest days come, right before the light
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I watch my watch and stand right before the mic
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By the powers, vested in me, I digested MC's
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Food for thought, caught on to the end of the rope and swung
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Then stood stiff as if I was on a cliff
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Not beneath sticks, my feet are made of bricks
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When I walk my footprints indent cement
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I am not practical nor am I unusual
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Nor am I oblivious to, hideous crimes
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Every city is captured and trapped in my mind
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Given the spinal tap as the final rap climbs
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My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
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You can play the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
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My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
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You can play the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
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'Cuz I have become the night owl on the prowl
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Master of the free penpal style 'cuz I'm, om-nipotent
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I'm, some, government experiment that is out of control
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I'm from some big black hole
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I square up, select, and rec'd every tangle
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I flare up, and you can try, any angle
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Even Bermuda, but I bury the barracuda
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Then I'm, octagon in the wind with the pollen
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