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Any emcee that disagree with me, wave arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, your arms
Any emcee that with me, wave your arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, wave arms

Any emcee that with me, wave your arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, wave arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, wave arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, your arms

Rat-a-tat-tat, it's the nappy black cat no hat
Back to chat like Cat with my format black
Attack a track Ali with no gloves
Pussy shoved to rise nonsense, lyrics are able

spins, 'round and 'round we go
Goin' for delf, you know, dolo a ill flow yo
Whutcha Nine? Told you, fat beats like this
A pocket full of grip, mic in my fist, no

I'm all that and then some, hon blow up a shotgun
Any MC that is done, you best run
I creep and I crawl and I yes and I
And I to fall, so all in all

The God works hard, I practice my verbal
To get your girl on my
I to hit it hard from the back
I'm the man the plan, you can't disagree with that

Any emcee disagree with me, wave your arms
Any emcee disagree with me, wave your arms
Any emcee that with me, wave your arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, wave arms

Any emcee that disagree with me, your arms
Any emcee that with me, wave your arms
Any emcee that with me, wave your arms
Any emcee disagree with me, wave your arms

The last emcee to disagree is now
No an emcee, he is now PC
I'm real and real emcee's that
fake emcee's disagree, that's why they wack

I do 'em somethin' terrible, I'm
Like the egg, arm, leg, leg, arm, head
Who's the that said boom da da?
It's flavor it matter, swing batta, swing batta

'em out the park, after dark I spark L's
Write rhymes to my brain cells, count the cash in my stash
money, money, money, I need
I got a seed to feed and like a touch of greed

Gettin' paid completes the
Bein' broke is like havin' no blunts, just a
It's about the dead in the 9's
And I am the Nine, gettin' mine, no

Any emcee, any
Any emcee, any

Any emcee that with me, wave your arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, your arms
Any emcee that disagree me, wave your arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, your arms

I a long way like Virginia Slims
From beat Timbs to co-op cribs and Jeeps with rims
From fo' wings and rice to lobster with champagne
No ice now everything is lovely,

Nuttin' can me now, I'm on the prowl
You can the Indian but there's no how
I'm the one and incredible original Nine
Like the sun will shine, I will always

Pam Grier is fine, I gets mine
Like two nickels is a dime, like a new crime
The church bells will chime when I stand at the
And like Erick a Sermon, mad money, I'm earnin'

Remember, the saint ain't as as the sinner
C. Boogie Brown, I was born on the 19th day of September
Nine, the numba one

Any emcee that disagree me, wave your arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, wave arms
Any that disagree with me, wave your arms
Any emcee disagree with me, wave your arms

Any emcee that with me, wave your arms
Any emcee that disagree with me, wave your
Any emcee that disagree with me, wave your
Any emcee disagree with me, wave your arms