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nomadic - quite like this lyrics

(verse 1)

yo it’s the, return of knowledge i’m a higher scholar
you couldn’t rob me of my wisdom with a couple million ali babas
the way i spit is like the dalai lama mixed with kami, baba
couple piccolos f-ck it dawg i’m the walking brahma
i’m known to hold a bomb inside the pen i write with
block up the mic this lyrical sk!ll is liquid lightning
n-ggas is frightened, cause whenever i scroll a rhyme
i let go of the mic and start performing with a loaded nine
still open minds like i’m the wildest lotus, get the crowd exploding
flow display that even super saiyan scouters notice
these n-ggas hoping that my reign is nada but my flame be hotter
study cl-ssics now i blast it like a genki dama
they play mi product for the ganja sesh tryinna drown the stress
but they focus when they notice that they found the best
with sound i bless it like a snotty nose, n-ggas ought to know
i’m quite effective like the pressure on a domino

(hook)

you never heard a flow that’s quite like this
i strangle mics with a tight right fist (it’s just the way that i do)
you never heard a rhyme that’s quite like that
we be the dopest on the mic like crack (you know we keeping it true)
you never heard a flow that’s quite like this
i strangle mics with a tight right fist (it’s just the way that i do)
you never heard a rhyme that’s quite like that
we be the dopest on the mic like crack? (nomadic)

(verse 2)

cause i’m the rap pharaoh, king nom the black sparrow
i break it down strong til i see the bone marrow
these n-ggas wanna bomb like the viet cong, taking rips in bongs
tryinna reproduce it but y’all n-ggas all sterile
i barrel down like a fighter jet
with the right to step on the mic taking flight when i light the sess
ignite your flesh when i speak from the temple
i’m like half street, half greek fundamentals
whoever wanna beef, y’all could bleed on my pencil
but nah they bite the st–z, tryinna read off the stencil
must’ve lost your mental if you wanna blast, giving heart attacks
if you missed it i’m sick and twisted as autographs
i ought to laugh and let em do their thing while the buddha swing
but they wack and then they act like it’s the cutest thing
i’m here to bring you back to h-ll on earth, f-ck a sell-out verse
split your brain and leave you laid inside a sepulcher, what!

(hook)

- nomadic lyrics

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