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Intro: afrika & g

b is on the cut
b is on the cut
b is on the cut
Sammy

A: ha hah, one two
G: one two
A: one two
G: how we gonna do
A: we have here...
G: ya
A: is the brothers...
G:
A: on a piece of wax
G: yeah, my name is g
A: uh huh
G: on the mix is b
First in line to the rhyme, jungle brother...
A:
G:
A: one big scratch, we go

Well, I'm a sure shot shooter and I'm the big
The big shot, yes the biggest, and I I'm hot
Say I'm the baddest, just the and I'm on the top
Sucker try to stop me, but I won't stop
As I adjust and discuss all the rhymes I
I leave 'em all in the dust when I start the
try to catch me on the mic, but I'm hard to chase
I'm the ace in the place kickin' rhymes in your
I'm outright, oustanding, outrageous, I'm
Never play on the mic, no jivin', no
Not a double-talker, so I double-talk
Ladies clock, finger-pop to the rhythm of a
But I ignore the temptation, avoid the
at stake, but I won't break
I chill, ill, let loose all my skill
I make a list of all the that my skill will thrill

g:

Now, my tasty technique your taste
As my rhymes rock and roll through this place
I never fade away for forfeit or
And my beat is a bound to be best
Clowns craze and me 'cause I'm so cool
As I the rule and fool the fool
Ignite the party, excite the
I'll the quietest person wanna go and get loud
make the hot get hotter when I start to rap
And my reward for goin' off is to hear clap
I'm a for music, and my means are to move
Guys and gals'll get gray when time to groove
I'm a sexy sucker, but the mind is
Having nothing to but only goals to gain
By my side, I'm with the best of the best
Sammy b and shazam which means no contest

Well, I'm an mc debator, rhyme
creator, rapper, not a raper
A damn fighter, party highlighter
exciter, writer, not a biter
Suckers to me, say, "what you think they see? "
They see a fresh, fantastic, fly, mc
They try to study my style, use and abuse it for a
'til I take 'em to court and 'em put on trial
I let mike g judge 'em, put 'em on the
Sammy b, you be my to put 'em to disgrace
You see, I have to worry, 'cause they both got my back
Sammy b for the fader, g for the rap

g:

The suckers I burn, the better suckers will learn
That mike g is his turn to earn
the time, the rhyme, I'm gonna get mine
And it pushes the thought of suckers further out of my
'cause as I rhyme to my peep, smoke the cheap
And butlers take down my orders from the that I speak
Because I'm strong a horse and loud like thunder
You mess me, you'll be 60 feet under
In a jungle a force, on a straight-forward course
And if you don't join the jungle, you should feel

Ah
Yes yes y'all and you don't
You keep on to the of dawn
You keep on to the break of
You gotta be on time when you bust rhyme
And you can't be when you rap the rap
You get on the mic and do your best
For the in the north, south, east and west
Like you can't judge a book by cover
If you listen, you will learn a jungle brother
Like that y'all, and you stop
You keep on to the morn
Hey yo, I'm outta