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First before my verse, Boodah bless you Because he blessed me, in form of from a tree With abilities to summon powers of the Fist As a lyricist, to the as a terrorist So from a distance, you see shrapnel and And in an instant you've got to it's me Black Belt, afferent to the eighth The is me, Red One I be the, a veteran, me all veteran I'm gettin' on with the To make strong, and abolish Terrorizing tracks like Kahn We be the rawest, from the Northwest Side, dun And that's, to the uplifted fist of the dread, clear Cutting emcees like and Blodell, so go tell a friend, and so on and so on The movement of this Dreaded Fist no will be slept on
[Chorus, Red Dreaded Fist of the Gotta be How we exhibit our style to the Lethal doses comatose hits To match the Fist, there's no equal to
A way with words is chosen to explain Poetry in my motion, In and out of range, to I switch up the Keep suprising, by line A continous jabbing you, into your pressure spot I pinpoint with an finger Inject, to let the linger Lyrically, do a number, in the Physically, the of Welterweights in my division and skill Aging to get better, somehow, Maybe this Fist will meet it's match someday So then I stay, and with my words I play Though I fate, and wait for made mistakes
"Flip back, get a fighting position"
One] Slip me in the Cock it back, me instrumentals, and watch me bust on that They must (be) on crack, wanting they wigs back we run this, and it's a well known fact Never miss, all and specialist Messing with the best? Please, you can't this It's too and dangerous for those trying to be framing us Enslave us, lining up our and bust But, I think so Who the you think this is? It's the Rascal, Red One, baddest in rap biz Rap the Misfit, I get the beats off of Kemo Stay froze and oppose like we of Serrengettal Rock like metal, plus we on the pedal The chosen, to rule over the bass and the For and, for those and those who be opposing They scared they know we eat the mic like errosion
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We are the Dreaded Fist style Once we start to kick the flows, and dangerous To be facing us you see, easily pick apart, your It seems to me, you can't the sting of the jab I see the stagger, in step, you cannot fool A master of deception, the to fall I'm going for the sternum, Verbal skill, it is also an anotomical I hope I knock some, into ya Coming way, pay to the rhymes that we say from this day forth, the Dreaded Fist FitnRedi, on the
"Flip back, get a fighting position" "Put on a bulletproof, it'll bust chest"
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