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I was born, the mic in my hand
Then I took it from Medina, to the S.I.
I pulled up on the block, go out the truck, tt was the first of pit
The era of the spinnin' tops, the of hip hop
That was somethin', I had with
So I, made it my point to exploit this fly then
and RZA, made trips to the B.X
A mass of ferocious M.C.'s and talent
Giants in ways, rap flows for every day
We knew we would get a reward for the we'll pay
The basic was beyond entertainment
Just the caters of the verbal expressions, self
Were my boots out in walks across the borough
Tore the out the frame when they challenge the most thorough
From well concealed positions we let off the most
Dangerous that, slang that just shatter the coast
They say I rhyme like the bank stop
Cause M.C.'s be more shook then the dice drop
Especially if I'm rollin', then the is definitely proven
with the GZA holdin', that keep a nigga movin'
I Broadway, from Quincy to Myrtle
Back to Quincy, cut careers whatever the be
They the Legend, run to the reverend
With headaches and blackouts, worse then seven

And when my job is
And it's time to get those that's comin' up runs
So you can see where they from, from,
They say the is good
We gonna sling it the slums of the hills of the hood
'Til understood

We still through the crates of songs that just breaks
At times we play battles on tapes
Unlikely confrontation a clash of swords
In a G was stored, be rain that just poured
On cats and dogs, water that, flooded the
The and nature had trigged the violence of man
That was bloodshed, from said, audible threats
Publicize regrets, wanted alive or
A hand recovered from the dramatic plunge
While the rest kept babblin' and speakin' in
Since the competition slaked them in a scrimmage
He continued that, already faded image
Any sport, they come short, majors don't need 'em
they broke, lose they homes, lively hood and freedom
The rhyme could be a object that make you choke
Like too many tokes, that'll in growth
This Unpredictable Talent or Natural Game
With non of slang, it's all actual fact
The high roller knock the chip off the
Strike like the perfect bowler, with damage
My other's hard to vanish, punishment, to sudden
advantage, brought to a level where you froze and can't speak
Trapped in the frigid temperatures of peak

And when my job is
And it's time to get those that's up some runs
So you can see where from, from, from
say the product is good
We gonna sling it the slums of the hills of the hood
it's understood