[Ced Yo yo We in the lab man We got beat rollin man We might as well start the Line, y'all with that?
[Tim Word up, yeah do this shit man Let's get on
Gee] Yo so how we gonna do Yo.. Matter of fact, you know how we do it? Yo Tim Dog, ?
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[Ced We gonna, we gonna get out of here man It's on you, kick it my
Dog] Ahhhhhhhhh shit, call me the hick get Vick to lick the to spit, cause I'm too I be appraisin, with the brave I'm the and you're my slave master, rhymes are disaster Half the class back, they'll call me the master You wanna jet, project a similie But I'm so large I boned girl Emily Procrastinator hater played out sprayed her You be taught? Raider I'll control, get bold, uphold, in tow.. I got so many dollars, scholars, wanna stop and talk but I walk away, cause dog lay Rappers wanna play? Go ride a I'll compare and dare with a You can say where? I'm here Metaphor physical, rhymes are artistical lyrical difficult, to some Hypothetically, Energetically, No joke hardcore, rhymes will sting Dog get more, yes yes yes y'all I manifest protest and with reflex, cause I get cold sex I can't believe how I am Give me a pound, thank you So whether you that I'm just a myth to rift to lift the that itch the fifth to shift his clip that's in control to the bolo a bowl I you take and ache and fake Whoooo.. hot I'm great I'm on the Line
It's a Line (3X) Yo Trev (yeah) your rhyme
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Yo Ced, your rhyme
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Yeah boy it's a Line Aiyyo (yo) you know what? It's your
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