Transcription: I don't understand the way you keep using me these days I used to trust my first instinct, react not blink But now I think the rotten corpse of hip hop's starting to stink Foul, smelling aroma, blunt trauma to the brain Massive internal hemorrhage, unexplainable coma My love for this art form, not the norms Seduced by the tracks G squared produced, manipulate 24G spots till they shutter 2 inch antelope tape we stimulate we went from raw MC's hotel keys and groupies to coco leaves borrowed M3's and act 3.2's new jacks that never pay dues the lines been drawn step back 10 paces face off at dawn ...
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