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Flow some mo' Co shit (repeat 4X) 
[El P] My skit is sick (repeat 6X) 
Verse One: Bigg Jus 
The hope  in a dark universe chasing shadows 
Into the burning season  slay to a sunk pharaoh 
Icon  holding a diamond encrusted Jesus 
Please  stop check and  suck my rated 50 are in these chromosomes hell 
Still these guns blaze on a ten hour swing shift 
Who I had thoroughly wanted to rip shit 
Grab the rags and towels and swing their caps back 
See lab bomb autopsy report, terrorist type of 'tack 
The lifeline intertwined with true belief got distorted 
Caught it late night on Telemundo, Night Court it, teleport it 
Spotted in boot camp dishing out an ass whpping, bad decision 
Align astrologically to ensure global time positioning 
Take aim, blast government conspiracies out the frame 
Excuse me, El Diablo, excuse me 
The worldwide b-boy exhibit is now closed 
Widen your distribution of nitrogen, swing nightsticks on patrol 
The Bad Lieutenant, digital chaos out of control 
Deep in a swampland, the killer's out officially financed 
Graffiti crazed individual rock steady in all his fury 
Backspinnin on these crabs, signed sincerely yours truly 
Flow some mo' Co shit (repeat 6X) 
Verse Two: El-P 
Who disperses poisonous crackers with gem tones 
One minute of verses the beats to spot zones, angled out 
Murder kill def sucky bitch cock and that's your best shot 
Strictly Freudian the way I see another crab frontin within the 
inkblot 
Like that dung beetle squirmin around in the residue of my math 
The design burnt into the support beam and contorted into a love mode 
Seemingly gave the whole squad the Hiroshima for preference 
For using my blueprints as a point of reference 
Co Flow can only exist in your void which is closed in the internet 
Trying to match definitions to the words with which I taught 
See technically you're not the germ it's your sperm that's the weapon 
I fear ducks fertilizin and teachin their seeds all the half steppin 
Spawnin little replicate idiots, so I madly touch pressure points 
badly 
Sadly but it's my duty 
When amnio-belief bust down, turn around for the script that I falcon 
See that with that you drown, eerily... 
Under the bridge micronautics 
Pop is pure but then the septic system bubble up through the artists 
454 Fahrenheit bombers we are 
As long as I can see the North Star 
Cross minds but don't try to hide 
the use of a gun as an extension of the penis 
When Yin collides with Yang you see me burn into the Phoenix 
Blinded don't test me I already received my G.E.D. 
Scored in the top .5 percentile in the country, quite easily 
Record mode set up the EQ for minus 
Infect it like the germs that metamorph up in your sinus 
As with this slang was born a new Sodom 
I be a Deep Blue def subtle breath control that Kasparov pack 
The acidic 32nd contact 
While snakes try to scream out what a friend is 
Then lick off like Mendendez 
With only a stick so I can blood just bricklay a biggie thick set 
aside suit 
Homicide sad times settle into entropy 
I El-Venom, patchwork I've sewn the last stitch X-axis 
Tilted on the side where they coulda been residing amongst freaks 
Company Flow, kill informational leaks 
Flow some mo' Co shit (repeat 3X)

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