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We can go, toe to toe with the blows to the
(Not)
Not the of Doom, so make room
For the Unamerican
(Who you with?)
The B-Boys, Immenslope, Twilit Tone, Derrick and some
I get rid of some faces

marks be lookin' hard and they be beggin' bases
They too many cases and now they got courage
like Goldilocks tryin' to take Pop's porridge
But I got the story
the name, I got rep, don't dare sleep
Slept and got,
An AC, DC spider up the wall we mount
Now came down the Common, the Common

And now the out
(Boom)
A blackout, failure
I ain't the Burger King, but I got a whale of
Uppercuts hits and hey niggaz
I'm weird, they call me Lemonhead, but I'm a Jawbreaker
And I break a Bean, but I'm not from
I'm stronger, and faster, than Steve

Common'll the camera movin', I'm kinda fast
I'm a town called, "Fresh off a niggaz ass"
And I'm to go on like Stephanie Mills
You must be pills, tryin' to step to me
'Cuz to the of me, we got the U A C
(Whattup)

And up to the right of me, we got the U A C
(Come on)
And in of me, yo we got the U A C
And in of me is a dead man G
(Baw)
We hit 'em

Kick it, a duck to buck, but the vic got vicked
So I picked him, he's victim of a circumstance
He did a like Ali
(Say what?)
But he floated like a fly and stung like a C
Ya see, I ain't out here, tryin' to be a
Nor am I pretendin' to be a goodie
(Word is bond)

That I got big balls
And if a player try to me, I gotta break the zone
Here to a, ooh shit, up in the sky
You watch out, I'm tellin' you why
Sense is breaking, marks down, ah, follow me now
Yo, Common Sense is breaking, marks
Uhh, check it, it, check it
I huff and I and I blow
(What?)

The motherfuckin' house down, I you didn't know
skillet, where ya been?
Are you the boy in the bubble?
Ooh, you in
A tisket, a tasket, gonna get your ass kicked
You know what's in my jacket, fuck the basket
Oh, goddamn child, I mean it's
You end up on a stretched 'cuz I you like Plastikman

Fuck me
(You end up the in the casket)
You flow ass nigga, sucker duck bastard
(Yo Common, calm down, you got's to down)
This Grape tried to step to me with his down
Lesson number one, you're ready to throw
Never step up talkin', like tryin' to pitch, but you're balkin'
And steal first, hide the base, but you base

You can call me Pencil Petey the marks I erase
In case of emergency, it's urgent see, you see a doctor
You to Gamble, but I'm the Proctor
I knock that ass it down and then slash
Tried to play me with a skit, but now you got a
You character, for ya a, neck brace
ya thousand deaths times worser than a Screwface
But they me Screwneck and I do wreck shit
So next time he push up in the jam, boy, you exit

Show in the house
U A C in the
7-D in the
R T A in the
True B-Boys in the
Dem Dere Dyslexics in the
And we gonna blow the house down
Check it, hit 'em a

Blood boy, you get bucked tryin' to fuck with the
Mario, Super Super like Mario
Here the Common, sucker
(What we do?)
Mission upon the loves, gettin' and hugs
But then we runnin' to a scrub that to bug
He's out to get some what they call em stunts we bunt
(What?)

But I bug, I just slide her and hit her
be rumpy chump with the chat, chat chitter
Yo, we did her but I know I'm better on it
Now you got a 100 percent beef, just a beatdown
(Uh, uh, ahh)
Too to try to be down
Brother your bet, is to cover your eyes, like Dee Brown
('Cuz a bum, bum, bum, bum-rush)

And if I ask who popped shit, the gotta bus, sing it
(On defense)
But our is well done, not medium rare
It's rare to see an enemy play
True indeed a lot of shit, is he say, she say
Me say, come out and play
And I'ma tear up and leave it like the day after
And we go around and you hit the ground
Then you know I'm down the "Blows to the temple"