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Seance Of Shaman

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Every rhyme I write is 25 to life Every rhyme you write don't even deserve a mic Crossing international borders with a bomb threat You motherfuckers haven't even left your block yet You's a bitch, you's a ho, here's a prom dress You wanna try to box with God, it's no contest So keep on thinking this shit is sweet I will start a sandstorm, put you under the Middle East You got it fucked up homie, I been a beast Reptilian tongue and my skin is deep Rumor has it they say I'm thrown off Until their limbs is everywhere, wigs get blown off Is that the cast of a death mask? Is that water in a red glass? Why I thought you'd never ask, it's as legend has There's a method to the mad, it's direct and fast Disconnected from the guest, it's a second class I have left a trail of debt, checks in the mail Heads or tails, death prevails, never fail I will never get derailed, that tip is stale I will never get to hell, that ship has sailed Unrefined mastermind after cash and kind Handed gunshot pantomime, ax to grind Pass into the sublime, have a laxin' time Have a glass of wine, have your last act of kind Everything they say is irrelevant I'm an element of rap that define pure elegance Elevate my residence, biggin' 'em up I'm in the hood rockin' JMT shit in the truck Not I against I, cause I don't sleep on my stomach I rock heavy metal kings and watch the barrel of the gun twitch You talkin' dumb shit, hootin' and hollerin' I lift the cannon and wait for the bazooka to swallow 'em I'mma do this regardless of them, I'm the original Dirty rotten scoundrel surroundin' your pinnacle Block the perimeter, I hit you with the fadeaway Got a bullet with your name on it for a rainy day So many days, so many nights So much money got fucked up, so many fights So many niggas got knuckled down for no reason So many cowards got guns, but don't squeeze 'em Yeah, it's just the way it is I finally got a wiz that's ready to bless the son with a hundred kids So I can fall back, Ralph Lauren straw hat Sour Diesel already showed you I'm all that I won't stop trying to ride on you assholes First week sales donated to Daz show You think I'm buggin' right? But it's the zeros in my bank account That got me sayin' niggas look alike My brain vast as the sky is, my heart doesn't know what die is Pyromaniac rap, Vinnie start fires Only an ignorant thought ignored Osiris And that's why the enemy lost and caught virus Where I'm from God's Earth's 85ers Y'all ain't got heat underneath, it's all wires I'm on some Samhain shit with bonfires My whole team animal thug and born liars You ain't aware of what any the twelve tribes is You a devil who tell the enemy where God is And that's how we get down Yeah, Jedi Mind forever Jus Allah, Vinnie Paz, Questsum Yo Stoupe where you at cousin? Ayo TP, Army of the 5-0 Click, Doap N.I.Z.Z.K.A What up cuzzo? King Mag, 7L, Esoteric Big Mike, Big Red Sinatra where you at cuzzo? The M.O.X., Lost Cauze Celph Titled, Apathy King Syze, O.S The whole fam, who really fuckin' with us out here man?