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divine - "the 4th letter" - check it out كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]

from the door, let’s do the knowledge, look, listen, learn, and observe
respect it more ’cause i’m solid, good vision, without a blur
i see things beyond this plateau, where the gr-ss grow
where gats blow, and kids they turn crack to doe
blast facts actual, supreme mathematical
get cash, mastered flow, scenes is so graphical
i show ’em a motion picture, this kids flows is sl!cker
’till my credits roll, they say i’m too cold, i’m something sicker
wisdom is visual, far, beyond this physical
my mind is mystical, god, divine spiritual
these times is critical, my rhymes, show ’em the way
spit more graphic sh-t, like four-fifths, and blow ’em away
’cause it’s so sick, no tricks, time to build like this
stay focused, it’s ferocious, rhyme sk!lls like this
ain’t many left, too many deaf, dumb, blind, been locked in they minds
need binoculars to open they eyes, so they can

[hook]

[verse 2]

whole hood is dumbed out, in love wit’ they guns out
every rapper is thugged out, but numb, when it bust out
no slugs, when it runs out, what they’ll be rapping about
not clapping ’em out, it’s a wrap, no more blasting ’em out
they ask what my math’s about, get the cash and bounce
but i leave ’em something wit’ substance, in a m-ss amount
and i feed it to ’em easily, like a-b-c
they got learning disabilities, like adhd
hit ’em wit’ ritilin, they more simple than simpletons
i spit it wit’ venom in, every sentence and synonym
my visual lens, telescopic, see the stellar cosmic
the tip of my pen, never novice, i’m a stellar prophet
who looks throughout the ages and times, of great sages and minds
modernized through my pages of rhymes
my designs, ’ill bless ’em out, give ’em the light they missing
so they can check it out, i spit it wit’ night vision, it’s the god

[hook]

[verse 3]

from the seven wonders of egypt, they seek and try to peep it
look to the master builders, want all the answers to secrets
study it thoroughly, would love to uncover me
know the source of my currency, but you know how the sun ’ill be
beyond a money degree, these kids is funny to me
throughout every borough they be, big upping me lovely
so soon as the thoughts hit, i’m on that smooth talk sh-t
quick to busta bus a rhyme, on some new york sh-t
it’s that smooth talk kid, back from a long bid
on tracks wit’ them strong kicks, as long as kids long for this
more songs form from this, i’m a raw formualist
go to war in tournaments, and sp-wn storms wit’ this
and ’cause wars wit’ this, spit, epidemic gets spreaded
famine hit’s the remaining population, better check it
i give ’em a lighter dose, but g-o-d without a doubt
so look through my microscope, and really see what i’m about, it’s the god

[hook]

- divine the 4th letter

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