Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while
Randomly spit the rhymes, follow me, kick the style,
And the principal asks why we cant follow the rules
For every black thought, i thought i caught roots
Almost stopped rapping, this the follow up
Rapping roulette, this life is a drug
Ain't heard dc since sardines came
Increase the level of pain,
Walk amongst the shadow with the voice that i follow
I be so ivan drago this beat gone be apollo
Well, brenda's barely got a brain
You will consequently feel the pain
Follow the discussion and feign intuition,
And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin
It may be not the same for you
The man who made me follow things through.
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