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Human Mic Lyrics

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Exhibit characteristic served to average
Missed for the graduating for stabbing and grabbing a biscuit
Sick and tragic how attacking is a gift.
When its no power go sour,
I see him crossing a bridge by the masses,
Covered in the ashes of both towers.
Made it in New York and the way that we talk
Make it to North and thats a gift,
Refuse to back, lay to mourn, and then tore it over.
Look out for shooters that were popping up at the opera
The popular, adore his pain for the sins of the ol Father.
Popular music got em confused and killers that know us
Killing the hottest, competition dealing departed.
They feeling some sort away cause my flow will fill in the garbage
Im making you throw without it, just making the people vomit.
When it comes to this rammen Im a legend like too common,
Or the Chupacabra, the way I move it together its how I got em.
Make them acclaim my cover, you adapt the way you shot it,
The Amarretta, youre sweet as a girly drink,
Throw it back, coniac, who the best, you know that
You can have your own opinion, but not your own facts.
On track as the most prolific ever, the most consistent,
Vicious, New York can rip you, be ripping it like a shread
Some symphony on shit, getting higher than your faucet,
Getting better, trouble pearl of your jam like any better.
Very fat was self appoint and preserved us a path
Arrows that never seen their reflection when theyre walking past warriors.
They got bitten and now theyre smitting with the days to blood and ticking
They taking off drugs for the sleeping and keeping it fucking and make it up.
Raise the bar and the waiters up,
Others hating, just confused, undergo the way to luck.
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Eyes out the window to the souls and my shades up,
Have it for others, regardless cause I got fake the nuss.
For the worthless who dont get paid enough
Take the bus, hands way too rough from the paper cuts.
As far as theyre concerned from on the table on the way to love
Take a slump, feel it to raise a child, you got to raise it up.
Raise it up, raise it up, take it up, take it up

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