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