.First time in rap history
Your mind will be tooken to a level
Prepare yourself
When I relax with thoughts, then my brain
Hovers new york, my third eye glides with the view like a hawk
Defined, my mind is automatic, rhymes are tragic
Fount in the attic, lost you in a.
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