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I'm down with all the illest no crabs all around me
So put your head together you still find me
I be and how I live is ill
Hey yo, niggas always talkin' there shit is real
I gotta with a Lex in my video
That's half of these rappers be thinking in every city, yo

Yeah, you fight don't ya, you wanna bite don't ya?
The involvement of a new coast is
To take your soul, rearrange it with
You're unknown, come across our line, you get
Too many bids, ain't no together
Restorin' your body parts, leaving the for whatever

You talking you wanna freestyle, you wanna flow
But flow be like oil and water, it don't mix
And you don't even know waiting for your rhyme fix
But my sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, 'cuz your style even hip hop related

This be the Kazi, my niggas me Kaz
How does it feel to be mixed up and
of all, you shouldn't have bit the next rapper
Now your mind's confused, you lose, talkin' you paid dues

Slay crews, when you ain't even at two
Talking about two? You only get one take
Yo, my just run fakes, run ya out of my estates
Plus they just take ya papes
you won't remember no plates
So have no mistakes, steppin' over this way

to last, but not least, hey yo, Kazi's here to rip it
I'll take MC's, tie 'em up, and then
It's like this, yo I'm up on bliz
techniques for the hip hop kids

Yo, we puttin' the lid on ya, if you're wack a goner
we on a war path, droppin' math 'cuz we only wanna
Keep this hip hop real, new styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for

I no strings to hold me down
Beware of the
It's the limited edition, prime series hum via tell a brain
Who came complete with all terrain

Track trail blazing a of traveling freely
the vanity of border ampedence hindering
Progress intending to enhance those plagued
Recessive styles, relying on rage

Disengaged trivial, unimportant material
there, but still visually impaired
Point of views the output of ya outlook
Confusing ya confidence, you dwell on surface knowledge

Dig deeper my speech or the only way you'll learn
Is to have a translator explain my rhymes in layman's
We now have confirmation, pure order has
locusts consuming all vegetation

Into waste fills fresh water wells seeping
Poisonous corrosion as a business
Exposing flesh in explosions
glowing boils at the point of contact of deforming

The population as mass rotations
from advanced hip hop experimentations
On the island of Monroe
CDP beats down your throat that dissolve your vital organs

I'm cool with who I be, lyric slanger CDP
Got shit locked up like out at sea
Ya lost to the way I come at all costs, I must get mine
Suck up all the sun rays and then

Till I blind all eyesights all the planet
I rhyme right, I out stand it
Cool with my ways, so chilled that can't stand it
Y'all knows me, the rhyme who stays high

With fortys in my lap bust that old boom bap
All over this map, for I be that down ass, Cali poet
Ya it to be The D E C L A I M E
Doin' my thang in ring

Knockin' niggas down what I bring
chaos your way off
So ya partners are around
Do the hump to my

Fuck it, all panties down to ya
Bending ass over microphone entangles
Strangles all ya got chokes chronic smoke
take a toke and pass it to all my niggas
To all my niggas, two and pass

Everyday it's like a level in game that we live
Gotta struggle to survive, that's why some MC's get
got your mind in control, that's how you roll
But don't step to M E D, because your rhymes be fold

Straight in all on the attack be Medaphoar so freeze back
So rappin' imitators get peeled back I'm in combat
I got them rhymes to make ya shake the when Medaphoar's near
My rhyme's been set to blow up different so MC's stand clear

I no MC's alive because my dangerous rhyme
Survives battles worldwide, until my cities
For every rhyme that's built to self destruct three seconds after the
Niggas better duck, or take risk to get stuck

It's this do or die mentality that keeps ya mouth
Sippin' on the E&J and smoking blunts stuffed with Hawaiian
For my homey Shack in SB, rhymes on the
Niggas on the run when is on the gun

MC's out to get me from all of the I won
Med, comin' from the west, so represents where I'm
I got your block locked when I drop this hip hop
Fresh out the west to twist you up the rhyme don't stop

'Cuz everyday like a level in this game that we live
Gotta struggle to survive, that's why some get blitzed
Situations got your in control, that's how you roll
But don't step to Oh No, because your rhymes be fold

In this game, I trying to see that wack rhyme bacteria
That's some next shit, starts external
But also interior when frauds claim imperial
Breaking down your inferior while you listen to your

niggas know me as Oh No
But in in ya in the middle, I'm on ya ho
So your roll because I fold emcees like rheumatism
Syndrome and 'em down like compression when I be up in 'em

I skip MC's than scratch compilations CD's
To have your speech in verbal poetical lyrical
The heart's cold to hell freeze, slash hot like a flame
I spread like dead grass up in the so run for your ass

I'm known as from the west livin' it up
Kaliwild up the best, messin' 'em up
This nigga's known as Medaphoar and I be the
Vocally tearing you up from the up

When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that
You bust back flips, lyrically you'll get that
Is y'all crew rally all when you bump that
by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"

Focus, Wild representative of hip hop
Top 10 get mopped 10 times
My rhymes will transform into 30 lines 'cuz I feep I'm
The responsible
For you non-freestyling MC's kickin' lots of

I rock shit the Eucalyptus
Flaunt it like, haunt ya mic to the ya mic tells you
You can't rip this, I'll get it exited and, get the hyped and
Slap you up with my hand and

out you're a little white man with a slight tan
Wild Child'll take ya ass out lightning
Fresh in the flesh, enlighting this mic
The fact you lack the respect, got the mad knack of incompetence

Step to Jack and get smacked to lower your whole of confidence
Ya bro's out there know you have no
You unnoticibly slide to the of thee
Open mic session with ya wack faculty

Thirty minutes, prior to getting
Claiming you had the to be
The dopest MC, was the most inactively
you ever said to Jack, you see

The day you took hip hop into ya was an act of lunacy
So, if ya feel me, yo if ya me, party people say it
La la la la, come on, on, come on, come on
My say, "La la la la"

When you bust that rhythmic flow to be that abstract
You bust back flips, lyrically you'll get that
Is y'all rally all that when you bump that
by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"