(Verse 1 - Black Thought)
Yeah! That all mighty amazing, ill, highly contagious
Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge
Until your body sound clash
Head of the Class, Magna Cum Laude
Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant - foul rowdy
Reed pipe but deed tight, disposition keep on flipping
Keep em playing they position
Keep making the people listen what I spin
Put em out on a limb
Got tears, got blood, got sweat, leaking out of the pen
Y'all fake niggas not setting a trend
We never listen to them
It's like trying to take a piss in the wind
My home team doing visitors in, yo don't test em
They all standing close to the edge, so don't stress em
Now who the type built to last?
It's no question, the Master!
Villain in Black wit no stets in my sound
Hitting you hard from - every direction
Your head and shoulder, area your midsection dawg!
(Chorus)
When the saint on the ground with his nine on line, with the n***az who grind with King Kong hittin' Thailand. Give it here, and don't say nuthin', just give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin'…
When the team on the set with the guns gone clap, gettin' down on everything, hmmm, cut the check. Give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin', I'm sayin… give it here and don't say nuthin'…
Yeah! That all mighty amazing, ill, highly contagious
Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge
Until your body sound clash
Head of the Class, Magna Cum Laude
Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant - foul rowdy
Reed pipe but deed tight, disposition keep on flipping
Keep em playing they position
Keep making the people listen what I spin
Put em out on a limb
Got tears, got blood, got sweat, leaking out of the pen
Y'all fake niggas not setting a trend
We never listen to them
It's like trying to take a piss in the wind
My home team doing visitors in, yo don't test em
They all standing close to the edge, so don't stress em
Now who the type built to last?
It's no question, the Master!
Villain in Black wit no stets in my sound
Hitting you hard from - every direction
Your head and shoulder, area your midsection dawg!
(Chorus)
When the saint on the ground with his nine on line, with the n***az who grind with King Kong hittin' Thailand. Give it here, and don't say nuthin', just give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin'…
When the team on the set with the guns gone clap, gettin' down on everything, hmmm, cut the check. Give it here, give it here and don't say nuthin', I'm sayin… give it here and don't say nuthin'…
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