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  • 1 A.M., I'm at my best
  • Twistin' trees at my rest
  • Melt with hash, sippin' Heiny, hittin' states in a G.S.
  • With my grimeys, - blowin' up throughout the 90's
  • Stayin' lit with the Chocolate Armoretta plus a dime piece
  • Takin' Gortex steps, 'cause - gets hot,
  • Pistols pop, some you hear, some you know when you drop
  • Twistin off the bottle top, contemplate, fake the plot
  • While - walk around with' all they got in one knot
  • For real, I build a mini-Israel, others the fish scale
  • Like the Red Sea, deep and deadly, though I'm a sit still
  • Imagine being gassed up, your time passed up
  • Thinking you Lord sippin wine out of brass cup your last supper's
  • Served, without Grace son about face
  • I hung a nun in '91 to captivate the rap race
  • Straight from the pro's or the ject's, the nine's or the tech's
  • Chapter One, today's Math, 'True Dialect'.

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