Emanon - Count Your Blessings lyrics

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Since I'm number one I simply don't understand Why these two-face niggaz trying to take from my hands ‘Cause I'm three times doper than they ever could amount They square like four corners leave them down for the count So you could either give me dap or give me high five Using my sixth sense to stay alive in the streets black All across the map and seven continents I'm the eighth wonder why I get so much complements On my raps shootem out like nine millimeter gats At these wannabe cowboys with ten gallon hats. Exile and aloe dropping more bounce to the ounce When we knock them out the box leave them down for the count You know you better count your blessings Aloe Blacc and Exile and they drop a lesson You don't really want for EMANON to step in They kill and the skill is a lethal weapon So if you're tripping Then count your blessings Whena we cyan't see eye to eye like eleven Me and my twelve disciples on a highway to heaven Keep my symbolism thirteen deep just like a mason Saturday the fourteenth, I'ma play Jason Murdarah! mash out on fifteens Just like Christine on her sweet sixteen Candles on a cake for seventeen party pranksters Or eighteenth street barrio gangstas, for real Who spent nineteen years upstate for selling crack Back out on the street and selling dubs sacks --- Bringing rhythms that bang out in extra large amounts We rise to the occasion leave'em down for the count I done passed 21 but I none sip the gin and juice Plus the microphone is my gun my tounge's a deuce deuce When I rhyme I got more hang is similar to 23 You can see me shooting the gift like it's Christmas eve And I'm calling the shots, rushing like a quarterback Manipulating all of these letters within the alphabet Stay shining like the 27th state Avoid the feminine kind on day 28 I'm leap day make you jump out your seat But on February 30th you never see me creep Verbal arithmetics Dream Sequence will pounce On any crew who want to bring it leave them down for the count