Available for Free Download www.thepoetproject.com ===LYRICS=== [Humble The Poet] Ladies and Gentlemen, come one come all my many friends and take a ride inside my mind, see what you find, let's pretend... that I had a shit to give you doo doo talkers, shine blockers, times up, get on that green mile, line walkers you wanna cross, but really shouldn't test the boy your Number 2's aint sharp enough let's make it multiple Choice AI Win B: U lost C: All of the above D or E: You're seeing me, chew your fuckin lunch dinner, or breakfast, let's get one thing super duper straight I will eat your food on any track, and smack you with the plate Claim I'd be garbage if I didn't have Sikh Knowledge I'll agree, then have him spit a verse, just to add the Molish... that means 'rub it in' spit rebuttals in puddles and double the levels of mentions of Humble coming from your girlfriend whirlwind it's time to clear the air don't care to be the best, and could care less if I am popular need binoculars to stop and star, need not compare my only competiton is myself, don't doubt the crown I wear KinG! of my destiny, Hoodini's standing next to me quite a few years younger, but 10 years ahead of the rest of these whack MCs with blackened knees from Staying down and Praying hoping that our reign is drizzle, fizzle down into the drain we aint playing... it's the Believe Me Music Movement won't be snotty, keep my nose clean, I'll just let Sikh Knowledge do it [Sikh Knowledge] Death gon come ...
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