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Nudge Theory

by Algernon Cornelius

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Some fucking 1 take freestyle shit live from the Quarantine.

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No new jack swing, sling kappa like a throwback
Cappadonna winter war verse Kodak November
'07 Ghost rap remember, No sedative
Post-beverage, Elemental, gold circa namesake
Break beyond the breadwinner
Meditate on an old relative
Bold rhetoric trendsetter, Go do that,
Noot tantrum like Pingu, might mute the convo
What that ice cold Ting in the can do
Corrosive flow no plum in my gob
Apple core replace hammer and sickle
Spit pips at God son of viper,
double header write lighting
Flash fracture black psychoactive carcinogen
Nutmeg and Tumeric, no R after U screw wit dem
Say what I wanna say
Low bar I’m king limbo
Crowbar crate buster, Killmonger with the denim jack
Bring it back to how I sling it, no cap the pill in Ritalin
Riddle rhymes and then i’m through with dem
Middle passage to Atlantis
Yo this data be my labor
Extracted from Benin to benign
Under palm like sugar coated like how they cloak it
Like how they choke you
Wrote it down, no vocal
Before the onset of Alzheimer's
Left side Atlantic try to define us
Beyond the chalk borders
Charcoal adorned blackboard
Gotta ask what the fuck you rap for?
Is it for the onslaught, the anxiety or to be pious
Distribute our own art and literature
Then mix with the colonizers, it aint black and white
These vultures wanna circle my dick like Vedado
Cultural vampires
Suck blood from audience members
State the radical tradition, call that an oxymoron
Apparent contradiction, more on it than addiction
Moronic little shit with the diction West Indian
Chicken dinner fingers sticky like Onyx
Steelix aint on the cards for trade deal
Alex would've called that an embargo
Drip the marigold cargo
The gloves are off when I’m done dishin
Mix it loud for the backseat drivers,
Blow out sub drivers, they can’t divide us,
No design for the divine, continuous like cyphers
Ugly like the truth of British Empires
This ain’t for tourists this is for the lifers
Now go get a reload and recite this

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released March 17, 2020

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