I see dead man grins

Seven deadly sins

Couldn't keep his mouth closed in the house of chins

The all seeing eye that recognize the rap clones

Plus possess the pin to crack the pyramid stone

Its the call of the wild thats why my words rank high

Drop the verse for nine planets

That fell from the sky

Do or die you and I get fly with rap expressions

With the one two three four five



In the session with the lesson

Cause in bass and treble we trust

With the rebels orally ready in case we bust

And write a power chord and if the place be plush

We kick the old school like Julio Iglesius

Tapes we push be straps with no safety catch

We attack like a bullet till your face relax

And think about it

If you ain't got the class to flee

Be mentally ready for jurass-catastrophy



Now its time for me to rise

The lyric utilizer

Down like fertilizer

Quick to improvise

A style that can surprise ya

Your eyes is on the prize

We can go line for line

I ain't hard to find

While we break your spine

My mild style reclines

I'm laid back

All that talk you need to save that

The payback is all the reason that I'm flexing

The feds rocking like we x-men



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You say you want action satisfaction

The brothers with the positive reaction

The crew with style that¹s on top of the pile

J5¹s gonna rock a long long while



We get set

Who's up next to pull to a fast one

Lyrically connect the dots and then I blast one

Now who wants action satisfaction

Lyrics remind you of bass I'm everlasting

Casting plagues my styles crossing the switchblades

My momma shoulda named me grace cause I'm amazingly

Blazing with the fire and desire

I'm world renowned I gets down to the wire



If any child of mine gets out a line boastin¹

My style of rhyme covers you like calamine lotion

Lifted out like vine motion I spend time stroking

You still drink a dime potion and dime boasting

But now my rhymes open brims a spirituality

We be giving power that you can share with your family

Aerodynamically cutting through danger

Ripping your narrow mentality nothing but flavor



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The moral of my oral ammunition rendition

2na fish on a Marc 7even collision

We be forever keeping niggas on they P's and Q's

And the B's who snooze leave diseased and bruised

I see through your crews like an x-ray tube

And gamma rayed your function

Left you with assumption

That we be the butter clique

We smothered with the action satisfaction thats guaranteed to be jurassic



Chorus 2X