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Dr. North, you're all coming. We have to take all of you. It's the first class time again. Fresh prince On the first class. Let's go. I'm out the loop, but I'm in The noose. Scrap it up. Got a rap militia, I can send in the Troops. That's a general. Twenty-year vet with each step of work. I break down the minerals, I'll show you filth In a speck of dirt. You dig? You get too deep, you find a flooded cave. It's jewels and gems, it's Mic Minotaur. I'm in a fucking maze. A slave to the rhythm, I run on top Of waves, got them all amazed. Then I drop them down as if they in A broken cage and let a shark engage. Shark week, nigga. I'll take you inside of the darkest days. The darts are sprayed. The bullseye headshot, I'm Using an archer's aim. The part explained is a Primitive brain using all the cane, so I kept It raw. Yeah. Enough to tarnish their frames in Full carnage, man. Get out here. The cards displayed was a bunch of aces in Front of a king. By far I see you Hold all of the traces that of an underling. That's another fiend with a sucker theme. They fucking stuck in dreams. Good luck with things. I wash them all down, Follow the gutter stream. No. Fresh prince on the first Class. In Singapore, they call me Johnny Rambo. Every single piece of my body covered in camo. Stuffing a duffle bag with guns and ammo. I'm running rampant. Spill a lump in your Pampers While I spill a bucket on the canvas. Ducking the dickheads, bumping the branches. Bumping the branches. Don't ask me what I'm sipping On. My necklace is made of chicken bone. I'm all the way to the left in a Different zone. Wrap up a bum, put a ribbon On him. I'm born with it. Two G's on a ring, shiny like a Christmas Ornament. real nice. Four fingers spoils, I spill Oil. Boy, you must be smoking rocks in foil. I bubble the goulash till it boil. Set up shop on the countertop, two pots and A coil. Even the stitching in my cloth is Royal. Don't make me come out of my pocket For you. I put a nice bag on Put A bag of pretzels on his head. I was dope in the fetal state. What? Make you shoot dope in your arm and Make the needle break. Don't go anywhere yet. I need some change. I got to get a Drink inside.
Oh No, The Alchemist — Gutter Streams
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