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I spit rhymes that split time and strip minds getting in spines like strychnine when I gets mine. I’m thought criminal with cynical text, flex political with dissident sects, on concrete or tape decks when the son’s next the sun sets then son’s tongue gets the way a hungry brother’s gun gets. Ready to wet without remorse or regret, an instant source of both fear and respect, I represent the legacy of Khemet, you can’t do nothing when the son interjects except reflect on the extent to which your skills are inept. I dissect your dialect with the sharpest of intellect cause I’m heartless when I get into it. Hopelessly intricate written shit guaranteed to have you repositioning your hittin’ list because the son’s that nice and you can say this twice; I’m better than any competitor just rappin’ bout ice, slangin crack, or killing blacks in a heist. The son’s nice

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I’m spitting lyrics in your spirit so fearless you fear it when you hear it cause you know you can’t get near it, just give me a room and I’ll turn it into a tomb, performing late term abortions with mics in the womb, lyrical monsoon spinning a tune spelling your doom, cocooning buffoons who be thinking that they’re immune. The son’s nice, don’t make a brother have to say this twice, the son’s nice.

You want to battle? Here’s your answer, first spar with sickle cell then tackle cancer. Then we can talk about who walks the walk and which one of us is just talking. I transfigure niggas with the lyrics I deliver cause any sucker with fingers and fears can pull triggers. Give me a blank page a mic and a stage and I’ll cure hunger hip hop and AIDS with one phrase. Black sage ahead of his age inside or out of the cage these bars blaze and the fire shows the bar’s raised. You can’t touch what your mind can’t clutch even if you use the dutch as a crutch there’s none such as the s-o-n, I’ve earned scars with the best of them and these rhymes be the testament… nothing more nothing less, I’ll let the muscle in my chest manifest.

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I’m spitting lyrics in your spirit so fearless you fear it when you hear it cause you know you can’t get near it, just give me a room and I’ll turn it into a tomb, performing late term abortions with mics in the womb, lyrical monsoon spinning a tune spelling your doom, cocooning buffoons who be thinking that they’re immune. The son’s nice, don’t make a brother have to say this twice, the son’s nice.

My flow’s painted with blood tainted with lead, pain in the head’s the source for this venom I spread. I poison thoroughbreds with metaphysical arrow heads and break bread with the rank and file A down to Zed. This atypical individual gets up in your physical with the sick lyrical spiritual. I countered the culture and took bites out of the vulture, socialist vocalist ready to cut the throat of crackers voting down the quota. Son’s a show-er, a prove-er, modern day maroon maneuver doer. Jamaican blood flows through a heart transplanted to the belly of the beast on this god-forsaken planet. Goddamn it, I demonstrate against everything the evil throw their weight against and they can’t stand it. Chanting in the streets feet crack the concrete from dc to tikrit there’s no escaping the beat.

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I’m spitting lyrics in your spirit so fearless you fear it when you hear it cause you know you can’t get near it, just give me a room and I’ll turn it into a tomb, performing late term abortions with mics in the womb, lyrical monsoon spinning a tune spelling your doom, cocooning buffoons who be thinking that they’re immune. The son’s nice, don’t make a brother have to say this twice, the son’s nice.

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from Blood and Fire, released September 1, 2004

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