[Bicasso] Ooooooooo ...oohhhhhhhh watch out a watch out a watch out I cant stop how come? Its no breaks in what? This hiphop say what? No low stakes they high! I wont flop but flip cakes and breaks to rip shop and why not? Well go head Im bout to thats right no doubt dude Thats tight why thank you I just might replay some true shit That type stuff you dont fool with Ill call a bluff cuz I knew it Im like psychic when it blew thru the winds who? My ancestors whispers answers the questions Get twisted, I choose the path less taken Less walked on, forsaken, betcha beat breakin Breads we be bakin but it takes dough though So songs we kneed so slow no move fakin This Bicasso the next level Penetrated thru the outer crust in a wood shed Let go of the baggage on my shoulders, now I feel good My neighborhood switched, Im in the hills now But not quite how I planned it This nest aint my roost I got that hot handed Im bout to shake em, Im bout to shake em Collect them dividends Give me that ten that Im takin, Im Makin you wanna look, study the handbook of fresh shit Im blessed with a gift that uplifts and shifts what you think What I think sometimes gets missed So hold this opinion tight My third eye in flight for third eye sight I might live longer and I might breath deeper So that I might be stronger Best be a believer and a singer of these songs [Eligh] Where can we be headed, without music in my system Id topple over unbalanced Its a part of me and my talents Help to ventilate, lung capacity featherweight Your audacity to judge me by my cover A mistake unlike no other Would your brother judge your father If he left the family tree? Probably, quite simply Put his foot down to the earth Regenerate from the soot And put more effort than the first Attempt to get some, get right Get closer to the meaning of life Without repeating it twice I must know ten repeated offenders up in this blender A melting pot of letters all marked return to sender Embark like a gypsy vendor To market the rhymes I render original Remember If youre ever in a spot where You feel like youll never escape Like a rock and a hard place Where the dealers got the ace Dont about face Im one to talk Ive been the one to walk and turn the other cheek And some might call that weak But theres a time and a place And two aces for every one man Dont give up on the first, try Be the first guy to take a stand Landing feet first is a lesson in its own hand In this land Im a man whos a fan of next levels And Im attacking the central nervous system With shocking wisdom Unlocking wandering light, reflected in prisms Keep the colors vibrant inside the database I made a fatter face to fit the mad hatter bass That we pack like a weapon with a crack Then we steppin out the arena Gladiator putting up his belt for the title If you felt your liability than test the flexibility Whos next to rest comfortably Idle hands burn and turn to dust When you learn to trust the music comes naturally
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