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This nigga it back like Blacksploitation flicks
And Afros where niggas trying to catch shit
I was, uhh, three ago
If you didn't know we keep it fresh like douche
If you didn't know, need that extra push
(When up on the mic)

We're rushing with raw delight
We're dropping that shit while y'all bite
Speaking ya copycats
(Ya copycats)
Ya weak and ya sloppy raps
(Ya raps)

We come spreading light
While ya weak lyrics spread hype
We kicking true forms of
Sketches of sound

Niggas try to stop the
(You we on course)
Thinking that they have the
(When ya 'em, show 'em no remorse)

Hey, man, I've got a for you
Can you me?
(Speaking on you MC's)
Ya saying not
(That's I cut ya hands off)
Time to set the straight
(Brothers for their fate)

You was that nerd fake cat who to school
At Lamda trying not to recite the rhymes
(So you the poems)
I slap lip
(So you talk sideways Sly Stallone)

Face the truth, my fists are guided to knock your left
Lyrically, ya moms rhymes better you and she's deaf mute
Step two times to the left, up ya fists
Direct 'em those wack MC's please as I reminisce

You might have more dollars than you common sense
The stand ground like Hercules
Let's take fake cat, break back and make black
People around the world realize they trying to play us like

I formulate rhymes to all those who's killing
Music be the only way to how I'm feeling
Ya conniving like Clinton, more nerve than, Judge Judy
You'd be a ass looking girl because ya rhymes sound booty

But on that subject on 'bout ya wack MC's
Ya like counterfeit
(Phony)
But back in the days, y'all wasn't no killas, gambinos or G's
Y'all up on some other
(Talkin' 'bout ya off clips)

Yo, we waiting for the
But of y'all niggas is the reason that half of us brothers have split
(Yo, it's a shame)
You know I'm true to the game

You I am to keep it real
Like my nigga Kaz, I'm letting off battle
I'm your
(Replacement)
up in the basement
(Madlib up in the basement)

Now, on that
(What you about, cat?)
'bout ya wack MC's
We a sound piece
(We it, we keep it)
We keep it
Not like fake gangsta G's

I rock the mic and
(While light)
I'm peaking, you keep weakening like
Yo, I'm tired of
(Absence of the Above)
Niggas riot up, and blame it on the blaze they've fired up

So I'm bringing
(Something that was lost)
'Cuz you know we can't forget
them peeps who's strictly conscious, the 8-0

5 niggas got soul like
you swing I'll block blows, rock roll the cradle
So, ay yo, on I'm like the Tazmanian Tornado
Child live from the 5 that be 8-0