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    [Bigg Jus]

    It's the classic underground styles of the urban masters
    The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (4x)

    I was once in the land where things would never go right
    There lived a king who sang a swan song of afternoons and home life
    Well he was found lost, murdered a mile away in yards and turnpikes
    God bless little Lune TNS who got in him inhaling a few migraines
    He stays on the shells and denims
    Beyond his wildest fantasies never really thought he'd be drilling 'em
    But ah, BS119 and wore black TVS and a long purple robe
    Snatched up should portray his weapon
    Forever flood the maddened chains and keep the revelations guessing
    Whether through mind over matter mediation
    Self actualization or even zoning out through deep relaxation
    Yo, I came across grown men too scared to dream
    I walked past them as a child with a staff on the south side of Queens
    Where the wild ones eye the title percent idol
    Only thought was attain luxury, like the elevation wasn't vital
    To keep pace with a crew that rallied back then, I'm treacherous
    And willpower exploded stars out the path of nexuses
    A true rebel who's, like, technically inclined to
    Attract wannabe scientifical gold diggers and forty-niners
    Empower you or strangle your ass like with the grapevine
    I'm never out for the fame whereas I was told to bring fame to my name
    And keep motivated on the down low
    Like a northbound Jersey packed train, apart from this
    My crew, tight-knit circle with arsonists quick to set it
    Like the rain forest gon' get chopped down regardless to who you are
    If you ain't really witness the invisible
    The clairvoyant rhyme blizzard, the tech hold arson as a missile
    It's like, as I approach the two three hearts death's in the blow
    Still one sixteenth of a gram is critical when it enters, so

    It's the classic underground styles of the urban masters
    The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick
    (x4, alternating Bigg Jus, El-P)

    [El-P]

    Shit, I feel asphyxiated
    I wear the city air like wet leather
    Alone, though the populace dwells so closely together
    Alarmingly dependent on technology I was raised as a child to keep me one
    Trying to outrun white noise from my TV keeps me numb
    Mr. Disgusted, fortified, ill as confunksion
    God's son, not a martyr but a fresh working member of a collective
    Who travel through the blazing light as my corpse is dissected
    Cell pack, give 'em a little something extra on the set
    Licking a slug at Brandon Lee just to be offensive like tech
    Told the redbone you can't comprehend, sex alone can't fulfill me
    Just cause I'm Pinoy don't mean the government's not trying to kill me
    The krazy king to whom even himself remains anonymous
    From conditioning to remnants of sarcasm and broken promises
    To myself, born to be the b-boy of stealth clashes
    Who plot a point on the graph for every crab that he harrasses
    Citizens blitzkrieg nihilistic heart of dark euthanasia
    Fifty thousand pen and pain phrase in alphabetical arrangement
    Caught a CAT scan to color print my delusion and frame it
    Battle my old pseudonym with a quote from Cold Fusion explain shit
    Before the three wheels hit the target
    I'mma get a new life market, with bells on
    But can only seem to fall all over harlots and sirens
    And ignore those who really love me
    Who in truth embody the rarity of true starlets
    My man had a humor that's expressing and gentle
    We played backgammon all night
    Smoking Kool cigs till the sun entered the temple
    From a bad merger of substance of hell his brain swelled
    It filled with liquid in October, trouble and on a bus to AC
    When I saw his grave, I had the cubans so I doubled him
    And affirmed to teach myself to float my way more credit
    And the serum between something low and the love to keep them separate
    And blitz commander won because his armful needs a medic
    You must expedite functions of truth and stick to it
    Choose a concrete and bad noise to burn fluid
    Rubble becomes structure from the beauty of confusion
    Alchemy: heal your pain with art, learn to use it

    [Bigg Jus]

    It's the classic underground styles of the urban masters
    The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags quick (10x)

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