You cannot Run You cannot Hide
You have to Die heres your Rough Draft
You cannot Run You cannot Hide
You have to Die Your time is coming x 2

I came to spark change with a smart phrase
Deep as Mark Twain dump the cargo to save these passengers
Lecture like the man from Hannibal
Body of my paragraph will poison all these cannibals
Compositions tight for skin calipers
In a pinch best bet to do the algebra
Vest protect ya chest from them X-Calibers
Aint no question bout ya status as an amateur
You was chosen for the battle son “rough draft for ya”
Coming from a one legged decorated vet Pan handler
On the wrong side of the tracks who been marked for murder
Strawberry Bacardi only drink he would serve ya (RedRum)
Bars only tender when they start to burn ya
Signature style its like I think in cursive
If you wanna hate and call my pages Contra-Versal
Ask Reagan who gave these thangs to Persia?

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The secret Agent blazing Orange forestry
Killin Clockwork goin crazy for a beat
Composing classic notes and speeches
Schooled in NORML teachings / Times of War and Peace
Destroy ya fleet off some Coral Reefer
Clouds form and storm ya Beaches like Normandy
The General Patent ya’ll pending war with me?
Want a lil practice ‘fore we meet?
Each morning getting slapped up hit the floor and bleed
Keep a backup gat with warranties when ya ass in foreign streets
Bring a double team if ya wanna court with me
Attorney heard its Treez tripled lawyers fee
Suggested a last will and testament
Don’t mess with ‘em / Change addresses quick
Ya can’t hold a candle to these fellas like
Citranella ‘gainst the Pestilence.. check the evidence

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Salvation to ya Army with them 2nd hand flows
Time’s ticked off inhaling second hand smoke
You gotta lotta nerve gas watch ya ass choke
Thru an unmanned drone
3rd eye in the sky is glaring like ya parents
Ya never share ya spoils
Got to many toys and scaring all the world
We bringin pints of blood taking barrels of oil
Inspect all ya arms prepare em for ours
New Age Crusade for the Holy Land
Taking all ya home and land
Ya might as well been growing grass
Funding Mental Islamics that bought a Glock
For Saddam and Osama bin Laden
Cats in Washington some DC Comics
Wishin they was Superman or Batman & Robin
When you start talkin sense we might have shit in common
Until then keep ya bloody hand out my pocket

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