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stages in different phases
Like Rick & Morty, it’s simulations in simulations
I'm a star wrapped in skin, my light comes from within
Every time I drop

Master your high
Life's passing you by
Some evil's in disguise 
Some is a blatant lie
Some is the truth
If u gotta untrained Eye
Take life on face value;

I just staged a coup
I'm upstaging you
Found my way out the maze outamazing you
Mix my pain to suit
Whoever you claim to just master my latest move

a spray of an aerosol as an artist graphs a wall
Or the presence on a stage as you can hear the crowd roar
That applause will give you a rush, more than any

of action, sportlife action you surely would like
So he was falling down out of that stupid plane  
It was a present of his mother for his master degree that

that’s a wave yea
All my masters in my hand I ain’t no slave boy
I feel like I'm the master hand up in this game boy
I’m pushin’ stop on all of that cap I

master P I got da hook up
Halfway crooks you know that these niggas shook up
Money right west side get a Millie right
Boa you know I keep my mfn semi tight

But God told me to go and baptize and that's where He'd step on stage at
John put it down and said, "I knew it was him
When I saw the Spirit descend

my target
Y'all can see it all from the stands
And I don't got no projects
I only fuck with master plans
If the girl ain't wanna fuck
At least she

ya cross the face and
Turn your hat from front to backwards
I'm a master of my craft
And I been laughin' at cha bastards
I'm rollin' up I'm walkin' in

at dock
Throwing stones with his pops
Always
Shine like the scalp on a bald fade
Raw game
Getting hits from sixteens on the cross fader
On stage they hands

bitch splattered
In awkward manner
An elite by way of mannerism
I boom in box and play around
They master plagiarism
I master habits overtime
To doubt

Step Off

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

Roots of Rap [Weton]

2006

in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.

You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by

a Big L 
I remember 2012 
By myself at Rock The Bells 
Down in Cali where I felt 
I would rock the stage as well 
Smoking seeing Cypress Hill 
That’s

the money they be buying the cameras 
Cars women your tactics 
Can’t mimic my practice 
Bars finished with fractions
To bars written by masters 
Written

Written by, Expo1
Verse1 
Write schemes Catch you in the city while you sight seeing I ain’t talkin covid bitch when I give you 19
That man ain’t

and make hit songs
Yeah

Most of these posers be openly hoping
He choke when he go up on stage and he's opening
Hope that it shake him like ovaltine
But it

ya hair spike cause you feel son
I’m trying invade ya’ll by the millions 
I say these bars without prejudice 
From all of your bars I’m incredulous
Me

aye aye, pause the beat real quick - x2
You get spiked down the map and you cry like a baby
So bad you got faired by a Gear Master lady
You just can’t

Hook

Its all orchestrated 
This is my master plan 
Shit keeps me motivated 
It's just who I am 

Its all orchestrated 
This is my master plan 
Shit

of my family mad 
Would have thought I killed him with my own hands, my bad!
I was by his side in cfrica, the pressure was spectacular 
Evicted from my

purpose
Stay on my side yea, yea right by my side
I'm feeling like I gotta do it
Used to watch videos that taught me to do it but all of it, I done ran

tragic (True)
Your writing is bombing, your demise
Is calling on Junko's phone
I got the flowing for science you monster
Your master's a masochist

Prince, I don't fuck with you if you don't own your masters
You get it handled and beat on by your fucking masters

Shorty show is sweet, just like honey