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Song Title:	Primitive Plus
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Primitive plus futuristic equals

Powerful effects to progress the people

(People buy records cause I reckon they beckon

To belong to a song that makes the soul strong)

Strong as an ox I belong in a box

That is battery-powered and portable, plus recordable

(Recordable and audible to navigate the nautical

Arsenals of artisans were parted into particles)

Particles of artifacts inherited from archetypes

Who used to rock the parks at night

Led to Kris Parker types

(Types of trouble like a puzzle baffles brains

And as the pain obliterates your innocence

You start to lose the little kids)

A little kid is what I feel like

When the beat it brings me delight

After darkness comes the daylight

9 to 5's will never pay right

(Right or left, it's life or death

It's like a breath before you dive

Into the depths of faith

Beyond the path that you can estimate)

Estimate the best a tape has ever sounded

Rounded to the nearest metaphor

My equal sign is way ahead of yours

(Yours truly forcefully scorched bullies

Thoughtfully brought goodies

To the batter's box

To form a paradox)

My paradox'll lead to a paragon

You should not compare Edan

To a pitch hitter, call me trendsetter

(A trendsetter with a vendetta

With a pen next to text extra scorchin

Like Jimmy at the organ)

Organizin elements that force a guy's intelligence

To walk the line of relevance

Assault the mind with elegance

(Elegance from a man without melanin, tellin em

Yet again that it's them that I'm better than)

Better than veterans fumblin medicine vials

Venomous styles embedded in Thomas Edison's files

(File this in aisle six next to style kicks

And brain sauce, flavors range from extra hot to mild wit)

Witness these swift kicks to the witless

Dipshit, all the kids bitch cause I'm different

(Different like a platypus, analytical catalyst

Pullin punchlines out of hats, magical battle tricks)

Tricks are for kids with wit in they lid, umbilical cord

Ripped off the kids committin syllable fraud

(Fraudulent fox are depositing muck

Into Kool Herc's kidneys

You fools'll turn to mince meat

Meat is what I obstain from to remain one

With organic principles

To keep the mind invincible

(Invicinble, convince a flow to turn left

Turn def jams into blind faith

Bird brains don't migrate)

Migrate the miscreant to show em what the history is

A cultural exhibit of the musically illicit

(Illustrating, commentating, demonstrating

Elevating plus evaluating

Tracks to leave the wack salivating)

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