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Yo the technique, detrimental to immune Leave you in the dust, let y'all niggas on fumes It's the mikes, aerodynamic, gigantic The I cast is dominant, royal highness North Philly's own cham-pion remainin' unknown until shown Cold as stone, the stage, my home away from I, prefer to leave these niggas alone Buildin' a for lost MC's gone wrong Feel the pressure when my come on strong, it's QD
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[Jus Megatron is monstrous Hoppin' out of Lake Loch Every motherfucker in is left top-less Quell my metropolis, like cop-less cock-less, we stuff y'all in boxes For pockets, yo my thugs is thick Thug'll diss em, we gotta put a slug in your bitch Splatter your dame, we shatter your brain 'Till a nigga's salary change to game Like Calgary Flames, puttin' on ice Put me in hell, for puttin' four in Christ
[Louis I'm like Billy Goat Gruff under the bridge at Ridge Waitin' to heads off, I'm a mean son-of-a-bitch an itch to misbehave and wave a switchblade In front of your so close to leave your whiskers shaved To disengage, or rip the from your notepad And shove 'em up the hole between your back and gonads The only way rhymes would be the shit You need to read a script on playin' gay 'cause you could eat a dick Servin' MC's a fifth of the drunken stylin' Rippin' M-I-C's a pub in Dublin, Ireland
[B.A. Hey yo I got a fetish, to see rip When my Tek spits, breakin' the bone ya'll chest is I a nigga to try and battle I'll put the sweat in your palms you swallow you're adam's apple Eat like Chupacabra was eating cattle Defeat with palabras, frequently in battle Make the hardest man back and start to squeal Haul a fifth to his face, taste the This why I got pro deep and stay You useless, with us and leave toothless We're often as psycho-drama dispensors niggas then put 'em in trauma centers