Nutwood Cut

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With a mic in my hand 
I'm number one in the chain of command 
And it was all planned beforehand 
I stand corrected and perfected the styles you call grand 
Evolve and solve, involve the small band 
My crew, the click, that blew the brick wall down 
Internationally renown, the hki ball ground 
All crowned, the big band, the dogg pound 
Just a small amount of money and plenty of raw sound 
It's all round the city, the word on the street 
We can rock you with a midi, and turn on the beat 
Put down a word on a sheet of paper in my sleep 
And shape a syllable to complete the skyscraper 
Of the mind, with minerals and elements designed 
On a blue print at the back of my head 
When i rhymed and bled sweat, tears and flames 
Caged on a burned bed 
And reclined as the stage turned red 

When i perform there's exactly seven ways to understand 
What's going on, the way i deviate and break the norm 
The way i storm the stage, you're caught in a cage 
I left every last member of the audience engaged 
I'm enraged flipping sm58 with ease 
Gripping, raising fees, the minimum wage in a freeze 
I seize the moment, but time flees when i foment 
Lyrics of fury captivating minds like an omen 
No men can stop the force of the big band unleashed 
Three man deaconry, father metro high priest 
Mind east, body west, north and south we get blessed 
My five piece is loaded with a manifest 
Four clicks before the gunshot 
Get my motherfucking gat strapped for the mugshot 
The thug shot, we burn the fonque out the buckshot 
And get the crickets and mosquitos for the bugshot 

Yo it's a coup d'état, we bringin' you the star spangled black 
Blue dakar, you want to ride with us to paris 
Move the car, the charismatic johnson blew the bar 
That's when their jaws drop, what the fuck, and who the star now? 
We on the radio and in the record stores 
Catching eighty old men every week, in record scores 
Our record falls in a category all of its own 
All of it's grown like an allegory, all of it's blown up 
And hyped, making heads bop, then stop to say that shit is tight 
Let's drop it and wrap it up for the night 
Despite my shortcomings, more rhymes are forthcoming 
Four times, a short running, i rocked the sport stunning heads 
Helsinki to frankfurt, fill in the blank word 
If i'm not number one or two, i'm ranked third 
Helsinki to frankfurt, fill in the blank word 
If i'm not number one or two, i'm ranked third
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