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[Verse 1: Verb T] Yo! Im on the search for knowledge They're lookin' at me like Earth to Thomas Bright star, each bar is like a burning comet Ex-herbaholic surfin' on a tidle wave Damn I just overcooked your brain in a microwave My mistake I'm sittin' wide awake, like the pipe, I play my tune People follow, I'll take you miles away Yes I'm your highness for real 'cos my mind is Lost in the clouds can't fully raise my eyelids Building an escape pod, tryin' to climb inside it Get away, lookin' for the stars shining vibrant Dynamite shit, short fuse temper temper Vent the tension and I would like to send a mention to Your ego, pretentious fool you sound demented Out the trenches, you ain't the trench coat Mafia And this ain't revenge of the nerds you fuckin' amateur That is fucked, wrap it up now man I've had enough [Verse 2: Fliptrix] Find me where the bombs blow Holes in my foes still smokin' Killing enemies with choke holds Leave 'em with their wounds open Just to free their emotions Then I flee to my barracks Haphazard, dodging daggers Like Jackie Chan on tabs of acid, I kill a snake then I climb a ladder Trigger tounge is callous With charisma by the gallons, so were not balanced I'm on point while you lack talent I practice black magic Plus im strapped with a bag full of gas and a packet of some matches Not the safety type, raise up the Fahrenheit You're goin' down like a motherfuckin' stalagtite Snap it then I stab your spine, in the black of the night Then turn your flesh back to life like I'm Frankenstein I'm bad for your health like a jam in formaldehyde? Known as the medicine man, I kill the parasites [Hook] Be original Dont copy this material Use your own voice and make sure its lyrical You know you did it right if the kids like to mimic you Brush to the wax Thats how we do Be original Dont copy this material Use your own voice and make sure its lyrical You know you did it right if the kids like to mimic you Brush to the wax Thats how we bring the image through [Verse 3: Leaf Dog] Try'n to recite what I rap You might catch a ripped jaw Lines cut with precision just like a jigsaw Lyrics hidden like dug shit dig to be sure I keep the underground up, like the Earth does with its core A term support, try'n stab me in the back Its a fact you won't win like our troops in Iraq My crew’s known to circle prey, like a wolf pack Or a riot squad kickin’ off screamin’ move back Fuck these rich kids try’n rap, straight poor’s How they act, but I've never heard a real word in a single track Doing facts like I'm building a case What I put in her mouth for the next week you'll taste its flow I can't wait so I choose to embrace Why you full of fake love like you chewing your face Confused in the race, try'n to make noise But your playing days are over Like an athlete when he takes drugs [Verse 4: BVA] Drop raps like a loose grip Neck in the noose shit They said that my style's a bit fruity so i juiced it Do bondage with the track And slap heads with the truth's whip Pay so much mind to the track you think I’m two kids From the year of the tiger, a mind rider Penetrate the track so even your girl feels it inside her Out of place like cider in a posh bar And kids are sellin’ out But they'll get toasted 'cos they're pop-tarts I'm off the chain like a broke bike Spit shit you won't like If you're hyped and you're beat, worn out Screamin' I'm so tight 'Cos me man I'm more chill Follow this small world I smoke the peace pipe, while I spit lyrical war skills Most rappers churn hard, like they took four pills Chew face, lose place in the race ‘cos they ain’t ill They're sick if you mean dying and most of 'em keep tryin' But they can’t see me like they’re in the room I’m gettin’ high in