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We got the lip service, we got the control
in the house with the Dynamite Soul (Repeat 2x)

[Tame
Don't look now, but my tops the pile
those who sound foul, cause my shit's tight like White Owl
Don't get it twisted, my rhythm rips in system
Into sections, like I ran obsessed in your session
With an E&J fifth, my splitting on my knapsack
Battle clan macked out over tracks the SP out
My data makes an impact locally and vocally
I choke the shit out of any rapper that's too for me
I open 24-7 like a deli
Wax the top kick Kelly, rock my level like I'm Fonzarelli
like confetti, ready for action, who is this?
The knotty headed nigga Tame One New journalists
I'm home but answer pages on a pay phone
On Central, or bouncers smoking ounces in a
I haul ass Flash, til I pass 'em then I slow up
I blow up like chicken pox in when niggas notice, I got...

Lip service and the breath
in effect with the Dynamite Soul (Repeat 2x)

[Mad
Yo, I freak more raps like a nigga 15 record deals
So chill, and the effect when my pad kills
I be Skillz, showing MC's the art of rap
Watch the God attack when I lay tracks with the
Step back well, it ain't to tell
step up, and get cut off like illegal cell
Getting in spots I ain't been yet
Check a out of room cause you posing no death threats
Yeah, be microphone wear and tear
Act like you know who I am, so you can beware
And get a compass come my location
my crew be rolling mad deep like Hatians
On some no fair shit, singe your hair shit
Nowadays niggas be teasing mics fucking clits
We play, we like the DEA, hops
And I be rappers down like Christian Watch crack spots
he at, what's his name? He won't last, G
Cause rappers I've cyphered be walking right past me
Keep faker, now I won't diss you
In the future I tear you up like toilet tissue

Lip service and the control
Artifacts in the house the Dynamite Soul (Repeat 2x)

[El Da
Yo check it, I be the Buddha Priest monk, kicking shit out your
Artifact you know that, raw set up the tracks
Coming through your section from bonafied
To rip live, in '95 to get the prize
And dust bust the nickle rush and rap quarterbacks
Like Deon, I'm black so who the fuck is that?
6 foot big foot, and tracks strapped to raps
In time to the rhymes, I'm the calm Don Jack
I come to quick, check the lyrics I kick
When I flip the Sensai type of see I rip
With my slang, you can't hang, my single Jingle Jangle
Like The Legion, this art of green will
Get messed up, f'ed up, corrupt the terrorizer
Plenty of all niggas get on in '95

Lip service and the control
Artifacts in the house with the Dynamite (Repeat 2x)