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Attack like Rambo, I stacks fat ammo Light you like a candle, prowl the streets like a vandal Youz a scandal, I'll break you down to shambles I'm the King in armor rocking digi cammo Can't funk with this, blowing up like commando My tight flow go sky high like Lando Flows so tight might ignite your whole mantle Fire getting higher, I'm sire they desire Xavier of Hip Hop, Amazulu do aspire Survivors getting liver my empire rises higher And expand like beast mode as I blow the whole cypher 12th Man for lifer Mad Krew 95er Producer, writer, mc, organizer 206 bound see my town drip hydro Ponic supersonic, Skrill Sider, all writer Ponic supersonic, Skrill Sider, all writer Competition, on a mission I will elevate Assassin when I'm blasting, Khazm never hesitates Drip drop with the grey days, Hip Hop in the Seascape Drip drop with the grey days, Hip Hop in the Seascape Skywalker on the mic, Jedi powers satellite Sonically outta sight, linguistics take flight Orbit my frontal lobe, ready to blow My cerebral flow from the depths of my soul Roll with the swoll until the death of my toll Putting work be the goal til the wheels don't roll Whether solo or whole stroll, I go toe to toe Gotta know the ledge if you are to grow, yo Ha! Xavier, I'm here Professional professor any lesser ain't real X Man with a Z clan gotta master plan to unify Free land for the free man, lets revolutionize Competition, on a mission I will elevate Assassin when I'm blasting, Khazm never hesitates Drip drop with the grey days, Hip Hop in the Seascape Drip drop with the grey days, Hip Hop in the Seascape I'm too ill, I represent MAD Hill You might've seen my face were they post no bills Now everybody spot jocking to catch a fill We used to run shop on the block for major steals True school with a mixtape, now you can get a fix Bboy interplanetary analogue with a twist Boom bap with a raw rap and slaps you can't resist So, step back if you wack or I might get pissed Don't let that possibility be your reality Or it'll eat you from within like termites in captivity My flows explode with glowing intensity Facing my wrath will blast your extremities to smithereens Know what I mean Northwest stand up, Professor X got next 206 to the West Third Eye, Third Eye Bling, Mad Krew
Writer(s): Daniel Kogita Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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