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My flow conceited cause the ingenious genius Thinking of the supreme being I'm undefeated against intermediates But I rap not at my highest pinnacle When I'm mentally focused inside my spiritual temple I'm like a monk an humble individual Ferociously lyrical Words are gizmos I use as an sentinel Against rappers in this dimensional Magical sword that's an General Go thru Armies of troops Flaming an spinning an music shoots Out when it's swoops thru tissue The mission is to the top but the training is critical Rappers need miracles To beat the god emcee
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
Conceited
My flow conceited cause the ingenious genius Thinking of the supreme being I'm undefeated against intermediates But I rap not at my highest pinnacle When I'm mentally focused inside my spiritual temple I'm like a monk an humble individual Ferociously lyrical Words are gizmos I use as an sentinel Against rappers in this dimensional Magical sword that's an General Go thru Armies of troops Flaming an spinning an music shoots Out when it's swoops thru tissue The mission is to the top but the training is critical Rappers need miracles To beat the god emcee
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
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