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Bar Exam
[sample] You have to test yourself everyday, gentlemen Once you stop testing yourself, you get slow When that happens, it's kills you
[Timbo King] Bar exam... Eat the literature, scriptures, poems turn into cinemas Images from large to miniatures, we killing your senators, with shots from cylinders Even innocent ministers, from lying in sentences Invading your premises, since beginning of Genesis Global armored temperatures, is stroking my penmanship My throne made of hard labor in God's favor Carbon written, respect thy neighbor, you slave trader, Uncle Tom hater Great debater on both sides of the equator Makers of the Black Market Militia layer I build pyramids and spit prayers To my felons in the upper tiers, send kites, use the atmosphere Travel with me, your journey is a long quest You now looking at the Lord's best in a wars vest Temple of Jerusalem, tatted on his chest I move like the speed of light, through the wilderness My craftsmen keep the balance with the measurements Controllers of the hands of time, cops wanna handcuff Judges giving time, for foul crimes I learnt how to chop down trees with Uncle Vine And still got the ink pen when I first signed Shadows of great pharaohs, kings who won battles Heads put on the mantels, displayed for all viewers Mule and forty acres, settlers versus Quakers Fool's gold from Jacob, villain jewels to wake up Signs of Satan, since the Reagan administration Those who worship pagans, close to raising ravens The evil deeds, left sinners all on bended knees Ali Baba and them Forty Thieves, schooled by them OG's Who played oldies, Curtis and Smokey's It's two sides to the story, the pain and the glory, function the disorderly So called Negro, research the info Hackers from the projects now is cracking Sim codes They released the man that killing Malcolm A thirty year problem is now walking in Harlem The 9-11 Bush call, made the levies fall Sword on his paw, had on the letters, ya'll Prepare for the future time, written on the wall It's outside intelligence, natural resource You chemical imbalanced, get a physical in knowledge Some plead the fifth of Vodka, still wouldn't see the doctor Laws of man, plant seeds on fertile land Raise fam, leave rats all in life's hand A daily plan, make two grand off of yams A farmer can't sell wheat grass by the grams
[Chorus 2X: Timbo King] Testing testing, all them secret teachings I'm coming out the North Gate, this my thesis Before the Mayflower, I discovered the East End A civilized man coming out of them precincts
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