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Speakin' of this art form, the slang is
are like sperm cells, a gang of us
Fightin' to the egg, bikin' and lose a leg
are like one to ten million, the kin thread

One from a speaks in his own voice
The other ninety nine, imitates without choice
They never even knowin' it, the goin' gets rough
See the sample I'm throwin' with

I the microphone, the unthinkable happens
See the rockets red glare the guns when clappin'
They still cage matchin' MC's that's
Not the UFC, but my opponent is

So don't let a bit of fear turn to hatred
I was as a savior to revive what was sacred
stop this uncalled for behavior
And sippin' cats, they lactase in flavor

Got word from the to let it drop
Set on fire, take aim and let it pop
Because regardless to whom or what, with door shut
I'm givin' 'em straight raw, you bringin' all cut

Bolivian rock, your watered down hip hop
Rap's so out of and far from tip top
next to pebbles, spoons against shovels
Dictators next to and Gods against devils

No time for thinkin', let's think ahead
If you wanna sleep when you awake then make bed
A lotta MC's to see me on referrals
Not even that they would undergo great parrels

These cuttin' edge methods from the specialized
Faster than the last men, and before the fly
The lord of the art, strikes a in your heart
Your ear love to hear the God, rippin' apart

Me to hip hop is like to science
A match made in heaven, most an alliance
Complex individual that you dream of
Intellectual challengin', the all eye

Got a for heat
So then come and bite the
And the rest and don't
the part, it couldn't be

Got word the wise to let it drop
Set on fire, take aim and let it pop
regardless to whom or what, even with door shut
I'm 'em straight raw, you bringin' them all cut

Like Bolivian rock, your watered hip hop
Rap's so out of and far from tip top
next to pebbles, spoons against shovels
Dictators next to rebels, and Gods devils