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[Kardinal Offishall]
I just started, just finished
Lyrics complete the circle of a rap singer
Combine with feeling mean and plus a reason
And to rock it for the season
And niggas on the lookout
Take away your strips of General status, baddest
Always move them anyways
Creep only when I attack my rap squad are fake Gods
Faker than their tongue, strung out
From the tongue out bring out fraudulence
To the audience 'cause they are conveyors of pestilence
Maintenance is heaven sent (sense)
The pretense, I blow up to create a science based on reliance
In fact, you will agree, that it is to be a real emcee
Such as he who's I, clear the third eye to reveal I
I remain the high emcee, the Kardinal, Mr. Ritchie
Niggas in control over and above thee
Took the lyricy, for I will be the nigga to lead
The sea of lost souls to see the light
Forever in the night time
Write rhymes, lock lines, lyrical stop signs
Making mental envision the precision and quick to descend
The decision, is yours I go on the drink Coors
And rock encores for packed floors, yo
We keep moving
CHORUS [Denosh] (Saukrates-background)
Keep on moving (keep moving, don't stop
HATA BİLDİR
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