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This is it
'The best way to find out if a person is dreaming is to wake them up, and ask them'
Red：
From now on, rap foe prey/pray to supreme pen
Must mean something like a Cathode Ray's beam bend
The Zen militant
Pen hits it's an ill event
Some fritter still, he spit with skill intent
Maybe it'll make him, maybe it'll break him bent
Spend every cent, leave him asking where the aspirin went
Rasping amassing mass crowds of followers
Last to leave class, teacher clapping like, 'Bravo sir!'
Certainly not least, sucka MCs the denominator
'Greased hair, Red, the dominator'
Killing trees, bombing paper, psalm assassinator
Pass him later, like 'Aye! You're that guy!'
Quasi-fly gigs front big like a bonsai
Not I, strict fan fiction flow sci-fi
From outta the atmosphere
Bouts bat doubts to the clouds, I'm outta here
But not before all listeners said I'm mint
Tectonics isn't the only thing on it shaking sediment
Simple sentiment, get happy
Realist who don't know what real is, thanks pappy
The vanilla killa, illa than salmonella
Fillas used to beat chest like gorilla,
Furealla? I'm just trying to make a claim or stake one
To the microphone? BURUH BUH BUM BUM
The little gunner boy, only aim to stun, only aimed a toy, do it till I'm done
You won't see a day when the son stops shining
Red the super giant, signing off
Hook:
This is it
Wrap/rap it up
It's going down
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Set/Turn it off
LEM:
I'm beefed up like the bread at a bistro
Me no speak no sucka MC, so
Shut yah yap, feet slaps for speaking weak flows
Dang, yo yo, what that mic laced with
Got me pacin like, 'I'm Lem and I'm a month off the Jameson'
(Hi Lem)
Yah, you probably don't get it though
Settle low, hollering like the heated kettle goes
(shut the hell up)
She wouldn't slide it in her jaw
Dropped a song, that dropped her thong
Then looked in my wally and she was long gone
Now I'm JGL in Don Jon
Time for leftovers, thank you Misses Maggie
Conceal the flow like dank in a Ziploc
Ahh, aah!
Now my palms burnt
Get hurt for dishing dirt, still he stands with a smirk
(But he's someone I never heard of)
That's okay I got ways to get your shirt off
Now get your ass to class with a late slip, step off the stage so I can bring you to your fate quick
'LEM' don't worry momma yeah I'm up! (click)
Keeps the house hopping like the bunny off of Nesquik
'AYE SOMEBODY GET THE MIC FROM HIM, HE'S KILLIN' EVERY MC IN SIGHT OF HIM'
'Hello this is Diana from 10 PM News, LEM spits sick, so beware of umm…drool? Is that right?'
Grinning 'hind the tele-piece now are you telling me I'm black, so where my felonies?
Or am I white? Well it doesn't really smell to me
I know I spit clever like words in the spelling bee, G
'I'm sorry that's incorrect'
This is it
Set/Turn it off
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