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    "Alphabet Aerobics [Cut Chemist 2½ Minute Workout]" Lyrics

    Ross Allen feat. Blackalicious

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    Now it's time for our wrap up
    Let's give it everything we've got
    Ready, begin

    Artificial amateurs aren't at all amazing
    Analytically, I assault, animate things
    Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
    Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding
    Casually create catastrophes, casualties
    Canceling cats got their canopies collapsing
    Detonate a dime of dank daily doin' dough
    Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low

    Eatin' other editors with each and every energetic
    Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette
    Furious fat fabulous fantastic
    Flurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics
    Gift got great global goods gone glorious
    Gettin' Godly in his game with the goriest
    Hit 'em high, hella height, historical
    Hey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy

    Imitators idolize, I intimidate
    In a instant, I'll rise in a irate state
    Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jockin' joints
    Justly, it's just me, writin' my journals
    Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on
    Karate kick type brits in my kingdom
    Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is
    Learned lame louses just lose to my livery

    My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
    Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered
    Niggas nap knowin' I'm nice naturally
    Knack, never lack, make noise nationally
    Operation, opposition, off, not optional
    Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals
    Perfected poem, powerful punchlines
    Pummeling petty powder puffs in my prime

    Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quannum
    Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got uh
    Really raw raps, risin' up rapidly
    Riding the rushing radioactivity
    Super scientifical sound search sought
    Silencing super fire saps that are soft
    Tales ten times talented, too tough
    Take that, challengers, get a tune up

    Universal, unique untouched
    Unadulterated, the raw uncut
    Verb vice Lord victorious valid
    Violate vibes that are vain make 'em vanished
    [Incomprehensible] well would a wise word Smith
    Just weaving up words weeded up, I'm a work shift
    Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large
    X-height letters and xylophone tones

    Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws
    Yesterday's lawn yards sell our yawn
    Zig zag zombies, zoomin' to the zenith
    Zero in zen thoughts, over zealous rhyme Zea-lots

    Good, can you say it faster
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING.
    Written by Macfadden Parker.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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