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Verse 1:
Start a movement unpopular
Put on these binoculars
We in the nose bleeds
But we gon’ get to that opera
Most high singing
While trying to even the playing field
Feeling safe in the jungle
Ravenous like the plate is filled
Can’t fillet my will
With your flagrance
Trying to tackle me with a box
I smarten up ‘cuz the bait is real
It’s okay
I know you wanna Richard Sherman me
Wondering what my Erick Sermon be
Multiple levels like a burn degree
Yea, bushes on fire give me certainty
Aren’t you glad I never, ever had to learn
To squeeze
Unless we talking ‘bout these words
To make a person free
I seen how shots can make
Crowded parties disperse and flee
I seen how shots can turn clouded thoughts
Into worser deeds
Now I’m all like Marvin often caught
In Mercy Me’s
‘Bout to go lawless, verses hitting
Like they’re Hercules
Trying to take us to college
But we’re stuck in nurseries
Miseducation been brought up
I ain’t the first to see
Music supposed to inspire
So take us higher
I inquire in quietude
But my eyes are never silent
Speaking what I see
From the triumphs to the violence
Milquetoast rappers really starting
To aggravate my sinus
Got me zoned off
Feeling like a hermit
I’m feeling froggish though
And I don’t need no permit
And making masterpieces with my Master’s peace
Is like catching a smack of genius
While I’m composing a master’s thesis – dope
I say “Nope,” to the naysayers
And I’ma leave it right here
For Isaiah Tate, yes:

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