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cueue ayun - steppin' out lyrics

cl-ss is in session. sit back in ya seat
while the cl-ss become a closet that you trapped in as we
p-ss on you all without no limits. bout to master the p
cueue ay on vocalities. mr. cabb on the beat
neatly crafted. see me maxin’ while we relaxin’
me rappin. peep the p-ssion as he relapsin’
he laps them. sends em packin’ in easy fashion
but madness to think his cleats is easily fastened
practice and proper preparation, but you know the rest
wherever you is or isn’t takin’ it, he’s goin’ left
blatantly breakin’ all of the rules like he know the ref
and got an understanding of the planet that’s just so in-depth
but really, i’m just livin’
tryna take this road to success without trippin’
then i can look out for who’s without a doubt with it
then i can look over a nest when i’m distant
and know the world’s mysteries as a pg michael young history
first, change the planet. gettin’ everything meant for me
you can catch me really sittin’ and thinkin’ of sh-t that’s deep
you can catch me silly, sittin’ and singin’ to symphonies
or spendin’ 8 hours mixin’ a song
like there ain’t no other takers of time to spend it on
like there ain’t no other sayers of lines to get it on
don’t you wish you were the paper my rhymes been written on?
what track can i run through?
it’s magic to you. i see it as practicin’ kung fu
the roundhouse kick comes right after the one, two
i’m here for a reason, but see, i’m havin’ some fun too
prepare yourself for awkward when this misfit come throughs
pretending to be chillin’ in his get sh-t done shoes
sometimes i speak in third person, cause you can smell what i’m cookin’
always speak with a purpose though. you can tell how i’m lookin’
bout to leave with your purses, pennies, your sales and your bookings
then i’m feeding the worthless. more than pizzas and church’s
i mean believing we’re perfect. full potential unlocked
i think you know what time it is, but still i sent for the clocks. don’t be late
cl-ss is in session. what happened to seats?
let’s go outside. the jocks can leave after the geeks
make you clap with your feet. happy as kids in the snow
the monster hidden below. i know you get it. i’m dope. q

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