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Materialistic make room from the static clear out
your ear if your hard of hearing a q-tip for a tip
you gone hear that BOOM! and lots of S T A T I C
shaking grip that pavement for your life and makings
this worlds vacant ain't it needs some lay up
patients we gone light this age up a crowd of people each
forming now yea must've been the substance somethings
up Ive been diverting style yea its all worth it now
I been learning nouns verbs and words it'll made my
style each deed will increase the product I preach and teach
till I'm feeling complete I would kick spells at the Blue Nile
and feed them that radio sound and if the place would I'd
tried to raise it up this mic here bruh it ain't
grenade enough I need this jumped
Intell about erupt yes yes that Hieroglyphic Ruck that
boy yuck he slime and he off them books
He spit from the gut a Product of Tut the Knowledge I took
Intell Ideas would cook and then Ideas would bust
like realine that duck its just us mistrust there's no justice
just ice like three guys that dead die and woke up at night
from the S T A T I C and Light there's slime in the S T A T I C
If you want you can have it you can have it.