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Yo, yo, I knowlegde not scandal, watch me dismantle Your handle, lyrics like candles they burn on waxes in sandle Microphone Vandal, KRS one'll 'em scamble they gamble, I tear them like flannel, you wanna battle?
You is a dreamer, I put up my Benz, you put up Beamer I guarantee ya, I leave ya standin' your beaper Double or nothing, you put up your sneakers and your You'll have no sound, while, I'll be uptown in your
Don't with teachers, we pray for peepers We no cheaters is rare, but we wax that fair and Don't even stare too or dare the wrong, I'm there and gone With a, really simple, sing a
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Yo, yo Kid Capri is the dopest, open up the Let me come in the before you recognize the raw, yo It's right in your face a little taste, yo, I'm kinda nuts like Planters The save your money 'cause this album is bananas
I'm flashin' just a little style, for a little while, been flowin' like the From when you was a child, now it's '98, and I will not hesitate You'll be in the lake, you're not no heavyweight You're lightweight, I devistate on the equal
No, I'm not a racist, but no race really face this I this, no I don't, you'll face Kris, no you won't You you broke 'cause what you want ain't really dope Like a billy goat, I ram your set like, Who cares, how you me now, you're on the ground
Boogie-Down, let me make one thing clear, BX, this is our year Try here and die here, superfly here, as I threw my spear Think what to do my dear, I'm new and clear, my clarity's Still blazin', played the low on occasion, we make hotter, John You niggas, rockin' in the wrong ways, I make your head
While, the song plays, Kid Capri bombs bural, bombs Now, you know what you can vibe fuck your mom's herald make it happen, me and you rappin', fuck wack raps Fuck you sell your cracks at, it's all good but your rap-style Seems to be common, if no real shit you don't need to be rhymin'
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South Bronx, I'm smaller, not bigger, drink water not So I slaughter your lyric-lick, you move like a ninja I'm all up in your white blood, my style is devestatin', your hood, what, you expect when I'm on the set, don't forget I'm givin' in cash and wreck, you ain't ready yet, better yet
When I all y'all hit the deck, heck, you might as well Sign over that publishing check, you worth, my style is ugly And dirty, if you ain't close to the thirty you haven't heard of me But worry, hurry in the clubs I get with 'em
Got for the eighties, nineties, and the new millennium Only sucker MC's be like Kris got is with him Because they can't get with him, only the best sit him Cops don't be friskin' him, gangs be him be missin' him, you really think you dissin' him?
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