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Down Syndrome Lyrics

from Stakes Is High

"Down Syndrome" is track #6 on the album Stakes Is High. It was written by Jolicoeur, David / Mason, Vincent / Mercer, Kelvin / Brown, James / Byrd, Bobby.
"Down Syndrome" is track #6 on the album Stakes Is High. It was written by Jolicoeur, David / Mason, Vincent / Mercer, Kelvin / Brown, James / Byrd, Bobby.

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I be that mind blessin', blessin' these lessons we've ignited
Want to bring it to my face, man, you're cordially invited
'Cause I've cited, you possess no science in your thinking
So I'm gonna never, you're blinking

Fingers be pointin' and leakin' falsifyin' the stink
You think I'm pink, I blink with them shades of thought and think
And in this corner be the hush, so play on William Rhodes
'Cause at the sound of the bell my circle square controls
And all MC's best sweat, we bringin buckets of heat

So don't fret, kid, I let you lick the love I secrete, yo
Even my foes give me bravos and that shows
Total domination in this rhyme complication

Yeah, the skill is a cinch, I rock the womb with a mic
And in the days of the nickel and breast
I knew de yes yes y'allin was the callin, clearly not for the gat
For combat, I bring a bag of my rhymes for the SAT

I'm Plug one-of-a-kind, for you people's delight
And for you sucker MC's, step to your knees
Ain't no second thoughts and all your thoughts are from Orion
I can tell that you a devil by the rhymes you're designin'
Your play doggin' tactics, can't fuck with my facets
Just because you talk all that glock shit
Don't mean you can rock shit
Your identities on freeze
Just a form of protozoa tryin' to cross them seas

See high horse riders gettin' shot by the sheriff
'Cause nobody's safe for crimes
And even all you skirts need to checkin' in your upstairs attic
'Cause Mase is smackin' hoes, if hoes is startin' static

Now it ain't all good when your jam goes wood
So as a deterrent, I use mental current
Got them brothers shook, peep the look comin' out of the face
'Cause they all catch a bruise from the hits we make

Your fame and cars should be listed as magnets
Legends never die but they can get shot and killed
Ain't nuttin glitter when you're battlin' MC's
You once imitated in a mirror so to down syndrome, you kneel

The same status I heard, the same nothin'
My ears fears the faulty locks tryin' to lock down the stops
But I earn more than your Menudo or your Boyz II Men
While the syndrome keeps you immune to frequencies I send
Fresher than a sniff off havin' them J in fifth
I identify with your rhythm
But I exist for more than just a Benz, so mends
I'm cuttin' off my friends to keep a smile calicum iron grain

Let me tell you a little something about the self
Tell 'em, son
I be a piece of the East coast, so give a toast to
Plug Wonder why back in the day who soaked his words in jigga
So when I ran a phrase in June you didn't catch it 'til December
I'm a member of them kids from the inner city
Giving you kitties audible treats, you be aching for making
More money than a pagan holiday
Not from the PJ's, yet I still got something to say

Say what man? You gritty like a diamond grenade
For the cameo spot you tries to fool Parade
You acrobats flip the star gazin' map, for alla that
You'll be the first to place, and ran it all to a waste
And all the style that you bring gotta make decks bend
You gotta rip it from the start when the beats come in

Songwriters
JOLICOEUR, DAVID / MASON, VINCENT / MERCER, KELVIN / BROWN, JAMES / BYRD, BOBBY

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