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Big Beat Evangelists
I do it, I do it, I do it, I do it
Something strange is happening
Something strange is happening
I don't know where to begin
But something strange is happening
I do it this way, from the first to the seventh day
Stay on target like an X-Wing flexing
My brain as I state my claim
That my aim is to do this property watch me
Dismiss your slobber impromptly
As if my soul could be another man's property
You've got to be joking
Think a minute about what you've been smoking
Before you start choking, and gasping, and asking
Who knew, it's simple, and cheeky the dimple
I jump up, I get the thumbs up like a thimble
It ain't what your thinking though, I'm known to be pro
To kick over thrones and leave governments overthrown
Charismatic with the verbal acrobatics
Top gun take your breath away and leave you asthmatic
It's automatic that my standards are raised
Through the attic and my tone is emphatic
Feel the movement its fluid like sand in the hourglass
How could I stand to let even a single hour pass, without
Delving ahead and thinking fall back
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I take to the sky, you're grounded on the tarmac
If there's a mic to be romped
I will throw the first thorn across time zones
Super fine zones with my rhyme zones
I'm not alone, my friends found by throne
We wear satin rhymes so we can sing along, so sing along
We got the tasty treats to fill your mouth so open wide
We serve poetic justice, stay open all night
Well I, can understand why cheek is held high
Those fans that wont die, they just wont, so I
Sleepwalk, just street talk like some ambulance
We rock like amethyst, we raid like amorous
Scandalous music played by averists
You're solely misinformed like C-Span panelists
I never planned for this, big beat evangelists
Whack track antagonists, past rap sue dialysis, but we stand by this
So here's an ode to those who know to throw up your wife is like this
And when it pours you know it's raining
These rats and races got me pistol whipped like stamens
I ain't complaining though just hopping off this fence
'Cause when it's all said and done, things will finally come together
And make some sense
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