| I am the weirdest; |
| I am the norm
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| I am the vortex; |
| the Eye of the Storm
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| I was here before man was scorned
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| I was here before man was torn
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| If I could finish the rhyme
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| I would run around in space and wrap up time
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| And dwell the Neturei
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| Even if you got led I can see thru you
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| The path is spiritual insight
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| Then I cry out like Isyss then take flight
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| And at night I’m so in tuned
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| I might act stupid if I look at the moon
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| I’m like a Dog-faced baboon
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| I’ll put your heart in a scale with the feather of Mach
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| And I don’t gotta guess that I’m hot
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| And you don’t gotta guess that I rock the spot
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| (Hook)
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| So become the hawk, become the kite
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| One becomes the speech, the other the sight
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| I use to outdo cats like you on my lunch period
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| Then converse with the burning bush about a period
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| Yo become the speed, become the mic
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| One will run while the other’s in flight
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| I use to outdo cats like you on my lunch period
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| Then converse with the burning bush about a period
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| The understanding of wisdom is silence
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| But the true essence of God is balance
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| You can get lost like Alice
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| In a Wonderland puffing on a chalice
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| LXG — we cause malice
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| When I grab comics I get a callus
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| You was pleasing her I doubt it
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| This is why she’s praising the phallus
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| I knew she was good I ain’t know she was that bad
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| I died and she stood there and fought with a Nile crab
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| When I speak I’m dope like opium
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| Ya arms are too short to touch the podium
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| So just listen to me sing
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| I’m like Michael and you’re the horse with waxed wings
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| I’m loving her, she’s my Queen
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| The Supreme Team — I’m her God King
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| (Hook) 2x |