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1-1-1-1-2-2-2-2-3-3-3-3  testing

Is  it sounding right - hell yeah

Is it sounding tight - hell yeah

Verse 1: Kimani

Yo  understand this whether 12" of four-fifth

The  K-cap is know to burn mics til they crisp

So when I steps to my business and then I flip this

You  nudging your man asking him "Who the hell is this?"

The empirical spiritual being, lyricial fiend

Got you fleeing the scene by any means

X marks the spot hot just like zero degrees of earth latitudes

Raised  on Niggas With Attitudes

Now my gratitudes with bic pens

Pull men from out the bull pen like they they Thigpen

Leave me thinking of the masterminds when thoughts expand from distant lands

Of who be the mans of the plan? My joint stands

You fans'll see my clout pass mics like Nella Larson cross colors

Brother try to cross me but get crossed out

Without a doubt we be combined synergy

The Masterminds and L-Fudge exhibit level degree it go

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Verse 2: Oracle

My rhymes come with quality guarantees stay fresh like Dougie

And get a little vicious it freaks me out

Like halloween when eggs was tossed into the street

You had to grab your trick or treat knowing nothing ain't sweet

I'm on the beat like Alvin Alley dancing to drumming

Quantum leaping over rhythms leave your brain humming

Mantras that keep y'all running to check us at every function we stunning

Shining like diamond studded

In rhyme battles most MC's have to pay to win

Watch our show win free like Oprah on ABC

Got more options than Direct TV

Use mics like satellites to serve MC's from adamite to ET

By candle light or big screen like the one on times square

Got the place so packed you'd think it was a second to new year

The only cheers from the crowd you got were thrown at you

Trying to act like you was bowing but you were ducking out of the view

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Verse 3: L-Fudge

Let's burn this down to ashes but niggas on to this present has beens

Whose longevity 's been insured liability

Full coverage ain't an option

They have the nerve to not actually bring it to niggas like slap boxing

Crashing down hitting rock bottom now the production of pods got em

Masterminding a plot to drop an album

Not involved with the movement it's useless

Trying to enter a class of rappers subsituteless

It take MC's the caliber of U-haul to move this

Sounding like a RuPaul improvement it don't fit like a 4th member of the Stooges

In this game you're either kicking or sticking wishing for listening

Receiving frictiong subject for dissing usually different