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This nigga take it back like flicks
And Afros where niggas trying to catch this
I was, uhh, years ago
If you didn't know that we keep it fresh like
If you didn't know, y'all need that push
(When up on the mic)

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

We come though spreading
ya weak lyrics spread negative hype
We kicking true forms of
of sound increase

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

Hey, man, got a question for you
Can you me?
(Speaking on you MC's)
Ya not really
(That's 'cuz I cut ya off)
Time to set the story
(Brothers looking for fate)

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

Face the truth, my are guided to knock your left tooth
Lyrically, ya moms rhymes than 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 you have common sense
The LP's stand like Hercules
Let's take fake cat, break back and make black
People the world realize they trying to play us like 8-track

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

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

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

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

Now, on that
(What you about, cat?)
Talking 'bout ya wack
We drop a piece
(We keep it, we it)
We it real
Not like them gangsta G's

I the mic and strike
(While light)
I'm peaking, you keep weakening Kryptonite
Yo, what I'm of
(Absence of the Above)
Niggas up, and then blame it on the blaze they've fired up

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

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