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clear soul forces - ain't playin lyrics

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(i don’t think y’all ready)

[ilajide]
the line folder, column marginal rhyme soldier
rib execution while rocket boosting on gondola’s
reach til’ we pick it the toah, tower oliver queen
shoot a boa grab on the hook and zip to the opposite polar
and as a child better sola i come with grip and balboa
precision ponen apponents, we hex ’em jona uh
i want the doja like toke as i spoke and left a mic smokin’
circus spark and cause a exothermic explosion
so raise the tempo, kick and cut a socket like kimbo
my mental path is as .. and the synthols
rappin to get golds, then reappear at a citgo
shake down for info and get all of the revenues window
then i kindle the barbera and mezon herra
to your era i’m strong as b-tches and their mascara
i double dare ya, try to compare a, flow like mine
this sh-t is scary, like the mascara on your moms

[hook]
uh, so what you need my man
if we seize with a plan til’ we bleed from the hand
uh, from slayin’ so take head to what i’m sayin’
cause tonight’s the night and me and my n-ggas ain’t playin’

me and my n-ggas ain’t playin’ x4

[e-fav]
my intergalactic soul go, go bro, cross over flow bling
lyrics on geppetto got syllables on a string
lightening strike my jelly bean, black mamba, the loyalty and the honour
go over dollars still valuing sh-t i can’t buy
use my notebook to keep secrets from my computer
who knew it the revolution went viral just like a virus
that’s enhancing instead of increasing damage
though we managed to use it for colourin’ people’s advancement
highly demanded as you and hip hop, branded under the summer bar
for you i stand tall for, culture over everything
shuffle, jab, hook, swing, all my doodle white thing
darts gling, carbon creature polishing them diamonds
sorry for your lack of like-minded-ness
the best i kept peek-a-boo, we aspire to
so even if i hit i still hit you off with some greater sh-t
like, when n-gga’s say right at the pimpus nipple achu, uh the foo foo

[hook]

[noveliss]
no weapon shall be formed against the forces, i’m educatin’
meditation, you form one i dis-ssemble it like a marksman in basic training
then put it back together and blast it
well i lose my mind on some private power rockin’ a full metal jacket
emptying magazines out of my -rs-nal and a double excel
no freshman this week, upper cl-ss men uh, graduate school masters
full ride scholarships, sh-t the lyrical gymnastics
a greater gadget of apex, predator, messenger
feelin’ my spirit glowin’, illuminating the secular
vernacular dracular, went into my coffins (cough cough)
kickin’ open the coffin i’m recordin’ my songs in
let’s get it started, you bringin’ the steak to a fight
with a vampire with an arc reactor where his heart is, the artist
they walk it or arm is lookin’ crazy
rhymes plastered in the mind of a g*nius born in the 80’s

[l.a.z.]
please tune in
these cartoons that your drawin’ to ? when our pencils get to pushin’
keep it movin’, shoutout to nameless
graduated master those school do with students
this valid dictation we speakin’ and crowds wavin’
they can commentate the game i’m jet black jade blazin’
don’t play games, you could get playstationed
this truck sticky, get cussed put for non-blazin’
my heads spinnin’ three time in a 360
that’s ten eighty only took 6 shots to twist me
like half a pint and 12 doobies
played the board game then watched the movie
tornado spinnin’ they can’t even move me



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