oh, man, cats be askin me do i love rap, you no i treat rap the way it's supposed to be treated ya know, illegal thoughts, money motavating manuvers, a first class ticket to the hottest place imagine ya know, lust, check it.
chorus: i treat rap like cops and illegal dollars twist a whirlwind do it til the world just like a choppa x2
ya everybody read my bounce so and start your engines i can take it to dimension time and more space my energy heat it up like the north i see the pace in rhymes like a i try to get control like an never sweat when im two ahead of ya im in and out of the studio on the i got a mash, envision the whiplash a motherfucka got it so fast can put it past anyone comin realer my rhymes like coke on a mirror quite decisive a who rock shit and get the to swang like a night stick it up lifeless, jaws of terror nuttin else but myself to this era.
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the faster way, my rap is great, full in ya mind im'a captivate so ya better just bystand with no mic stand you couldnt rock the house with a band i be ready just to take the heat go and chase the freak and im'a lace the with technique thats not found chump step up straight got clowned knocked down face first the back...rap a tap glich, release the rounds so rapid ya ya engine im'a take em out we just spend ya fuck lo profile
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last standin cuttin and plannin dose so ya gunna demand it take that shit over a new prince and ever since we re-rinse wit new prints everyone straight taggin bag waggin grabbin i mean the shit u imagine. my momma gunna weep but i flyin like a dragon i be 50 years old and still saggin. control about a gram a dose im'a explode overload land and blows cant expect to understand it tho candid with ur little standard flow while i stay like a lion, bitch break compounds like a scientist increase ya feel up sucka mc's til i rest in peace.
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