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We can go toe to toe with the to the temple (NOT)
Not the Temple of so make room
for the Unamerican Caravan (who you with?)
The B Boys Immenslope Twilite Tone Derrick and some
I get rid of some faces
while marks be lookin hard and they be bases
They have too many cases and now got courage
Sorta like Goldilocks tryin to take porridge
But I got, the story
Plus the name, I got rep, dare sleep
and got, crept
An AC/DC spider went up the we mount
Now came the Common the Common Sense, and now the spider out
(BOOM) A blackout, power
I the Burger King, but I got a whale of blows
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 Boston
I'm stronger, and faster, than Steve
Common'll keep the camera movin -- I'm fast!
I'm a town called FRESH OFF A NIGGAZ ASS
And I'm about to go on like Stephanie
YOU MUST be pills, tryin to step to me
Cause to the of me, WE got the U-A-C (whattup)
And comin up to the right of me, WE got the (come on)
And in of me, yo WE got the U-A-C
And in front of me (BAW!) is a man G!
We hit em hard!

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A duck to buck, but the vic got vicked
so I picked him, another victim of a circumstance
He did a dance Ali (SAY WHAT?)
But he floated like a and stung like a C
Ya see, I ain't out here, to be a bully
Nor am I pretendin to be a goodie
(WORD IS BOND) that I got big homes
And if a player try to me, I gotta break the zone
to stage a, OOH SHIT, up in the sky
You better watch out, I'm you why
Sense is breaking, marks down, ah-follow-me-now
Yo Sense is breaking, marks down
Uhh, check it, check it, it
I and I puff and I blow (WHAT?)
the house down, I guess you didn't know!
Homeskillet, WHERE YA Are you the boy in the plastic bubble?
Ooh you in trouble!
A tisket a tasket, you're gonna get ass kicked
You better know what's in my jacket, fuck the
Oh, God damn CHILD, I mean it's
You end up on a stretched I stretch you like Plastikman
Fuck me ("you end up the in the cas-ket")
You flow ass nigga, sucker duck bastard
(Yo Common down, you gots to calm down!)
This Grape to step to me, with his arms down
Lesson number one - when you're to throw
never step up talkin - that's like tryin to pitch, but you're
And I'ma first, hide the base, but you base
You can call me Pencil Petey cause the I ERASE
In case of emergency, urgent see, that you see a doctor
You to Gamble, but I'm the Proctor
I knock that ass, it down and then slash
to play me with a skit, but now you got a gash
you character, for ya inherit a, neck
Makin ya thousand deaths worser than a Screwface
But they call me Screwneck and I do shit
So next time he push up in the jam, BOY YOU EXIT

Late Show in the
U-A-C in the
7-D in the
R-T-A in the
True B-Boys in the
Dem Dyslexics in the house
And we gonna fuckin blow the down
Check it, hit em a

clot boy, you get bucked, tryin to fuck with the
Mario, Super Super Brothers Mario
the Common, sucker clucks (what we do?)
Mission upon the loves, kisses, and hugs
but then we runnin to a that tried to bug
He's out to get some what they call em stunts because we
(WHAT?) But I don't bug, I slide her, and hit her
Some be rumpy chump, with the chat chat
Yo we did her but I know I'm better on it
Now you got a 100 beef, it's just a beatdown
(UH UH AHH!) Too to try to be down
Brother your best bet, is to cover eyes, like Dee Brown
(Cause a bum bum bum, bum-rush)
And if I ask who popped shit, the gotta bus
it ("on that defense")
But our bumrush is well done, not rare
It's rare to see, an enemy within
True a lot of shit, is over he say she say
Me say, Warriors out and play
And I'ma shit 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

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