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- Numbers On Hoard
Burn the sage on these corporate waves,
They know I'm a sadist, run these rappers grills on a lathe
Catching fades like baseball, I put em in a 7th inning stretcher,
Reflex measures are on display,
Toe-to-toe with me will get you gray scale
On a white tee with black eyes and blue disposition
Many parched bitches are thirsty for my position
I flow like Aquafina, they watch like dinner theater
- Passing Fancies
You can take the boy out the universe and never get reciprocal
But these indigenous rhymes are way beyond time
I feel my heart stop and start up
Within the same Breath I could depart us
And if I go quietly, then I'm smiling
But let's make noise miles before then
Days wasted will contribute to your rapture
Strapped with 10 years plus a day for every heart I capture