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Demagogue
I kick the music so hard, people get injuries
Step to me, be a big stitch mc
Lyrics I chop, kick skills like Jacky Chan
Many props, loot, gladly pay the tax man
Flex plans, leave body bags full o' men
Kick a tune like a can
Scratch heads with stray cat
I'm steady shapin' on these apes
Plus the squad took some time off
With the wild funk, so what ?
You figure, you bigger when you fill the void
I got the stacks to check yo head
Like the Beastie boys
I heard your airplay 'n tracks
Bullshit 'n flack, men on stage
Pamper trainers lacked
Droppin' voodoo on doo doo
I'm mad defiant cuttin' armchairs with knives
Airplay keep tryin', foolin' the flock
What up? I'm straight up sleepin' skeletons
With microphones, who's grimreapin'?
It's the demagogue, it's the demagogue
Hear the demagogue, funky demagogue
Look and learn with the demagogue
Six, six, six clone take a pick
Snail bits, fail as dish
I eat galactic, poltergeist plus heist
Plus I rip shit
Weak minds say rhymes combined with crucifix
Chairs go up, hair go up, fleas fall over
Ego puffed [unverified], watch me go off
Doper with flair, deliver trauma 'n nightmare
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You duck with hunchback as I punch back
With rap bat dust 'n bust off antique metaphor
Jurassic park raw, I'm carnivore
You omnivore, I flow fat on tracks
Like kids called Fat Joe
Lyrics on diet, when you tried on wax so bogus
I focus, play hocus pocus
Yo homes, I plague domes like locust
Mc's cup ear, better hear some authority
Lyrical gestapo, introducin' tha majority
Wanna see a joke? Check a look a like
Wanna see a joke? Check a look a like
Wanna see a joke? Check a look a like
Lyrical mass, I bash 'n flex it, perfect bionic, atomic
When germs hit, styles not really matched up
In atmosphere, rags pushed 'n dressed up
Shoot missiles that sizzle, carve scars on yo
Rhymes take off like planes from La Guardia
I stand solid on bedrock called New York
You gots beef? I eat it with knife 'n fork
Foul like a pig on a bum
Beggin' for some knight stick to lyric
Billy clubbin' 'em, now oh, what look up
See what yo took up
Weak raps make no bail, you keep booked up
Mc's learn quick, the kid wears no badge
Stupid brain, restrain, with plasters 'n padge
Now give me room, watch me bloom like Kurt Cobain
Attract a million ears, make 'em all insane
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