[Scratching]

"Wow"

"I can feel it now"

[Verse One]

Make noise like mad Bocce boys

Plus I'm poised

I leave the world overjoyed

Deployed all my tactics to avoid the black magics

Slack [?] be crazy to trust

That that could happen

Will ever come to be the real

I release my verbs and let my will destroy and build

Overkill with imitations of a [?] facial expression

Complacent, leaving us guessing while we were waiting

Cause you're looking

Finding things to burn that's not wooden

Bring it back to reality, some heads say I shouldn't

I'm the big spoon in the pudding of your brain when the tune plays and swings

They told me I amaze with ill things

Balance life like being [?] up in smoke just like Sting

Like I'm not listening, is how I might seem

Rocking the mics not illusions, I'm doing it now

Vibes on foul

I'm not hallucinating, here's Wow

I got control of nine senses

Of all these cats, I took a census

So I know who's getting over like fences

A show condenses all the heads to front row positions to listen and rock along

And see me rip the mic going on

All these tangents can't explain how I plan this shit to bang

It's not enough to just try

If life's a book I'm chapter five

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"Wow"

"I can feel it now"

"Wow"

"I can feel it"

"Wow"

"I can feel it now"

"Wow"

"I can feel it"

[Verse Two]

Kids be trife, I'm lifetimes beyond your dopest rhyme

Even in the past before I blast a rhyme verse

I'm everlast and ever present you're forever a peasant

Praising me and getting taxed heavily

You wanna see my throne in action

With ill flashbacks of the last time we met

Or the first

What matters to me makes no sense to you to stay true

A concept beyond comprehension, never mention the truth

I'm sure you'll eject parachute

But get gunned down with surface to air projectiles

Kids see me, I collect smiles

Believe my sleeve gets tugged

I drugged my mind for a while, realized the systematic

I see wack kids and give them friction like static

Electric currency, burning me and us

We trust time will tell no lies only surprise

Don't let it be a shock when I flip

Dipped after I rock them

Questions come I let the dumb remain

Spark brains that wanna be sparked

Bring a light if you can't stand stay in the dark

For me I need to see the road in front of me

MC's don't know they never have

Couldn't fuck with the math, they calculate a format

You're trapped like rats in a maze, biting my rhyme page

Couldn't fuck with the math, they calculate a format

You're trapped like rats in a maze, biting my rhyme page

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[Outro]

Yo. I wanna give a phat shout out to my man J. Rawls. Good looking on this phat buttery beat. You know what I'm saying? We at the soul position, Five Deez