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add-2 – the almighty lyrics

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[verse 1: add-2]
woke one morning and told my mama my mind was missing
i blew myself up like pilots on kamikaze missions
pray to muhammad, muhammad ali & sonny liston
sonny listen you biting lines i ain’t going fishing
rap, no i don’t slack, naw, back like a n-gga blacked out
trying to find the dope sh-t like pat down, so it figures why they trying to keep a n-gga in the ground now
found out, i’m a clean n-gga with a foul mouth, better bow down, turn around now while
you still can, while you still stand, if ya stand still well oh well, you dead
g-o-o-d b-y-e, don’t od i’m d-o-p-e
c-h-i-c-a-g-o and yes im down with o-p-p
i e-a-t, no ebt, you lost like an abp, n-ggas late like cpt
i b-e-t i play n-ggas like b-e-t
seem to me that i lead the league
scene ain’t really what seem to be
two mean, you mean? what it mean to me?
i’m the sickest emcee since eazy e
jesus christ, i pray the lord forgiving me
no need to breathe, i just beat the beat
and kick it out like bead-a-bead b-tch

[verse 2: add-2]
yo
they, they, they, they say that’s that man
mayday mayday, rain like may days and they pray i never land
and they say i’m so insane my aims the same as son of sam
so they never stand a chance just like legs on lt. dan
i got rappers on my plate, i got rappers on my plate
mama say finish your food see all the rappers i done ate?
i drive these ladies crazy baby better pump your brakes
and if it ain’t a run on sentence then your period ain’t late
see i shock em like blanka my minds as sharp as kitana’s fans
or baraka you can’t block it with e. honda’s a hundred hands
stop it, on tracks i will run it like i’m a wanted man
bringing the band and i hope you save the devil a dance
here we go with a pencil see im schitzo wonder why this kid silent
then i’m wilding, bringing violence i don’t mind it rhyming finna start a riot
switch flows like i switch clothes when the wind blows when im winning then they ain’t gone find him
they behind him, clones don’t know that my flow run streets like flintstones driving



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