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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 do this?
A: what we here...
G: ya
A: is the brothers...
G:
A: on a piece of wax
G: yeah, my is mike g
A: uh huh
G: on the mix is b
First in line to kick the rhyme, brother...
A:
G:
A: one big scratch, we go

Well, I'm a sure shot and I'm the big shot
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 mc's try to stop me, but I won't
As I adjust and discuss all the rhymes I
I leave 'em all in the dust when I start the
They try to me on the mic, but I'm hard to chase
I'm the ace in the place rhymes in your face
I'm outright, oustanding, outrageous, I'm
play on the mic, no jivin', no jokin
Not a double-talker, so I double-talk
Ladies clock, to the rhythm of a hawk
But I the temptation, avoid the sensation
Reputation's at stake, but I break
I just chill, ill, let all my skill
I make a list of all the ladies that my skill thrill

g:

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

Well, I'm an mc debator, regulator
Cool creator, rapper, not a
A damn good fighter, party
Lady exciter, writer, not a
lookin' 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 have 'em put on
I let mike g 'em, put 'em on the case
Sammy b, you be my lawyer to put 'em to
You see, I never have to worry, 'cause they both got my
b for the fader, mike g for the rap

g:

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

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