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Mmm...yeah, that sound ill...word...yeah... master ace in the
Studio my man marley marl, y'know... got dj clash in the
House...and my dj, pace on the cut, right? [doin' the rest]
Right, so I'm to get into somethin' here...

1

I'm ace, from a place
Or I say borough
Where they like the to be thorough
With the of a mule
And the of a tool with no bullets
In the clip, the trick of a fool
'cause he who fronts gets blunts you smoke
To pull such stunts is no
You better know you are first
Try to be rude and get like a starburst
Now how much juice you
You couldn't hang if I made a noose and
Now try that on for
Too much baseball, too many apple
Click your three times, kid
And now you can see my rhymes did
Suckers and nerds in herds just like cattle
First I brand them, I hand them a rattle
So they can make a noise in protest
Those that fussed got bust wearin' no
I told that mc to go
see who can put on a show best
The creep that tried to sleep got no
I got a rap that can trap a slow
your girl? she's out on a hoe quest
Fingernail tips, red lips, summer dressed
In a camisole a pro blessed
With a great big but no breasts
Welcome to the pit
I know some kids that wish you'd worn flyer shit
'cause as soon as you off the train
They woulda put a big nine to brain
Be on the lookout, and yo, keep
'cause there's a goin' on in brooklyn.

2

Just like the water in a flows, I'm fluid
And as I do it, I blows
So mcs, you better keep your up
Try to fight and you might get f'd up
'cause I'll terminate, as you learn a great
Don't ever try messin' or you'll earn a
Worse than death 'cause I'm to give it to ya
You got a life, but don't know how to it do ya?
I live on a basis
Doin' my shows in all of places
You sit home a frowned-up grill
Talkin' 'bout who ya kill
listen up psychopath
Put down the uzi, stop to play shaft
'cause ain't a tv screen
Bullets can puncture the skin, the spleen
And the stuff that flows out your veins ain't
Sit back, as I sketch up
The scene on a brooklyn street on a night
It was a fight to me
I was an innocent bystander
Let me try and, uh, explain why I'd a
Brother a big fat
it was that, or get his black ass kicked
See, it was five one
But this brother was too to run
So he in like a trooper
Fightin' against all against a group of
that looked the same way he looked, friend
It was a in brooklyn.