Mr. bu-bu back, in the place So up with the groove the fat, fat bass than rough on the richter scale _______ a map in hell High way, our way hurray Say what for what, the (ah) you say Old school, so you I don't play Knock 'em out the box like sugar ray
You don't it? so what, I don't care I battle but it's not a fair play I've got million styles, baby, no! definitely! maybe! You got static, the company me Automatic is the key the game, see But even if they'd I'd still be the sure shot, master of the
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Flow, flow, flowin' once Mr. rhyme throwing down so good. it's bad! Like a like a a lake with a deck So now you to get with an audio no new chapter You to the track, you want more? Oh, shit! I got you on my door Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up, Or I might get and funk that body
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I'm mad scientist on new territory So never explored there, yeah just read Homies surround the lyrical-terrorist The b to the o The w is for your bass So I the test In any old bad-ass mc is only scratch, so you know we come fresh
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