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I'm Chill-Master, of a thousand MC's
But how are you gonna tell the real I bust from these fo'
'Cause he sees everyone a deal with a record company
They go home, they write a rhyme, they think ready to battle better

Some write forward, some write
I wait for them to get the cheeba-ganja reverse yo
With a verse that's worse the last one
Some say boo! he's the po he to diss Jamaicans

And 'cause you thought I was American
Ay Pras, remember that song sang, yeah
Go to Jamaica, what's good is what's new
But now we off with Uncle's with a trail-crate of cooler

I'm from the island, the island I'm is the strong island
MC's be right, when I syke from lack of freestylin'
Mind must be sharp my holler girl, I get all in
Black stylin', ridin', be trappin'

When they come to battle champ see the flappin'
Huh, coolin' I'm rappin'

baf, another sound of a guy
Boof baf, never boy, punk, try
Boof baf, another of a guy
Boof baf, never boy, punk, try

Said if you write with pencil you must write pen
If you have a rooster you must a hen
Five plus five you that equals to ten
Then spit the yellow man, it to groove-to-groove site

One, two, I throw a flow to it
Three, four, back she know the track miss
I fuck ya when style go, to wreck static
But yo sister, the mic and do damage

Aiyyo I used to drive a hooptie, check me swoopie
Rollin' with the Jones' but I different
See got no value if I ain't got no statue
Hannibal heads, I be the kid "Timbuktu"

One, two, zip me-me, check the mic I'm
Three, four, please the army, "Oh God", Uzi's
So what, converse man, the or the hoodie
Get the came first then mans' then would be Nancy

To kill the Jesse James rough, step back, check your
I'll your theory like the chi-chi-woo-woo-boogie-man
You say I'm but you're Silence of the Lambs
And when I call name I say Candyman, Candyman, Candyman

baf, another sound of a guy
Boof baf, never boy, punk, try
Boof baf, sound of a guy
baf, never boy, duck punk, try

Well I'm on fire, fire,
So let me re-light viacom
And let you the-the-elec-tronic, cool
And let you enter the-the-elec-tronic,

And let you enter the-the-elec-tronic,
And let you enter
All that movin' I call my you see I was an electronic
You listen to your in chime, your Panasonic

The ly-ly-ly-lyricaler, the
Pras take the mic man, you know you're critical

Stall soft-put 'em up for-er-Death Row
Rhyme and cultural, and never old
Slashed the priest-fool, ooh, filth-swolled
I say no to spliff but my friends smoke [Incomprehensible]

Coolin' it, coolin' it, coolin' it, somebody chuck me-who the who'd you
Hold the mic, the mic, I shoot 'em
Down with my last one, last one, last one, one and smoke
Smoke I got my bullet-proof and now to send my

baf, another sound of a guy
Boof baf, boy, duck punk, try
Boof baf, sound of a guy
baf, never boy, duck punk, try

Rich rap come the brothers in the neigborhood
Who used to rap on a Polaroid, comes Father Joe
Let me clock the as I pull fo'-five
Boof baf, I cut the with gat-stops

I to play hookie just to see how good an MC was
He said I bust a battle, aight, I still a gun
No cheeba, cheeba just a Libra on a ride
I waited so long that I thought I died and came back

So the spirits, many fear, Sir New Stosser
This the new under the sun, when I come, I come
Bam-bam, alakazam, he grabbed the mic up the they ran
I came with the bag 'cause that's my momma man

I'm just patrollin', off in the block
But the spot I clock, you get shot if your numbers' about
So don't get caught on the lane, the fast lane
A just yourself and be the same

'Cause rapper-days, say nuttin' for nuttin'
So here's sut-um to you from the am to the pm

a imitator could never be greater than the creator
Whose the originator, step up infiltrator, see you in the
Back stabbin' traitor, tape recorder, duplicator, roughly with
The head tranzlator and leave the forty to be in the refrigerator

baf, another sound of a guy
Boof baf, boy, duck punk, try
Boof baf, another of a guy
Boof baf, never boy, punk, try

baf, another sound of a guy
Boof baf, boy, duck punk, try
baf, another sound of a guy
Boof baf, never boy,

Say gun-man, say tell me where you get your damn gun
You musta get it the foreign land
We want to shoot up the old a
Pay the man to onto it

Say gun-man, say tell me where you get your gun from
You musta get it from the land
You to kill your own brother man

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