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thomas prime – intellectual criminals lyrics

verse 1: awon
catch a ray from the sun, my eyes open with my hand on my gun
king of the jungle won’t abandon his young
with this pen i protect the lion’s den with thoughts of maturation
the evolution, thoughts of complex calculation
awon graduated, the strong survived
the man the next year’s here like a porch collides
my stride is autobahn speed, even though we smoke trees
too achieve a higher plane, i naturally scheme
hungry as a fat man in a golden corral
thoughts of the past lets me see i have mastered my style
peace to don e. reim and my brother philaf
flow with the ferocity of a motherless child
my velocity, high technology who stopping me?
like ray allen poppin threes, i go on ramen sprees
real life is what i spit on the mic
i’m eating more p-ssy’s than your average dyk-

hook: awon
i rap for listeners, lyricists, intellectual criminals
hustlers, prisoners and the scholarly individuals
blowing the fire chemicals, filling my lungs with minimals
spittin that super lyrical, poetry at its pinnacle
(x2)

verse 2: awon
where that energy at, i’m on that hennessy at
i need all that graffiti type imagery back
black man searching for rap lands, style war is the visual
wild child with a wild style, the armed form criminal
heavy hitting critical, now i’m a sentinel
spreading fabric i’m on the genitals
for jock riders i’m too lyrical
authentic, organic never stepped on with no chemicals
no soulja boy, i’m the general
shots is subliminal, get clapped f-cking with the original
supreme verbals, inhale herbals and spit quotable
the most notable fully automatic is totable
common wealth virginian, drunk up off the henny and
raised by wolves with all the cowboys and indians
yeah ya’ll motherf-ckers better get your sh-t together cuz i’m coming at your throats

verse 3: awon
under the moonlight, i’m a werewolf transforming
hunting whack rappers and i won’t remember in the morning
committing murder, every microphone is a different burner
the cat cruise like nat turner, the true sojourner
a soul searcher since 2004
still down with the students like the fountain i pour
fruits of life in your basket, my bountiful harvest
atilum in the casket, my flow is the hardest
my independent hustle the smartest
no label, control the artist i’ve been departed
like dicaprio, martin scorsese other rappers know
rest in peace guru, office on hulu
intelligence all this excellence p-ssing through you
like heineken life, this iron mic spitting through the
fire in brimstone, igniting the sick poems
messiah has been home, here to claim his throne

- thomas prime lyrics

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