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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' 'bout there is real
I flex with a Lex in my video
That's what half of these be thinking in every city, yo

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

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

This be the Kazi, my call me Kaz
How does it feel to be mixed up and
First of all, you have bit the next rapper
Now your mind's confused, you lose, talkin' you paid dues

crews, when you ain't even at phase two
Talking take two? You only get one take
Yo, my boys just run fakes, run ya out of my
Plus just might take ya papes
Plus you won't no plates
So don't no mistakes, steppin' over this way

Second to last, but not least, hey yo, here to rip it
I'll take MC's, tie 'em up, and split
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 you're a goner
'Cuz we on a war path, droppin' math 'cuz we only
Keep hip hop real, innovatin' new styles
Takin' out wack by the piles, for real

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

Track trail blazing a of traveling freely
Beyond the vanity of border hindering
Progress intending to enhance plagued with
Recessive styles, on primal rage

Disengaged trivial, unimportant material
Virtually there, but visually impaired
Point of defusing the output of ya outlook
Confusing ya confidence, 'cuz you on surface knowledge

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

Into waste land fills fresh water seeping
Poisonous corrosion as a business
Exposing flesh in nuclear
Forming glowing at the point of contact of deforming

The surviving as mass rotations
Resulting from hip hop experimentations
On the of Madlib Monroe
CDP beats down your throat that dissolve your vital organs

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

Till I blind all all over the planet
I rhyme right, I out stand it
Cool with my ways, so chilled that most stand it
Y'all knows me, the rhyme wise who stays

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

Knockin' niggas down with what I
Crazy your way off
So swing ya partners are
Do the hump to my

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In this game, I ain't trying to see wack rhyme bacteria
That's some next shit, starts external
But interior when y'all frauds claim imperial
Breaking down your inferior while you to your superior

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

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

I'm known as assassin' from the livin' it up
Kaliwild shakin' up the best, 'em up
This known as Medaphoar and I be the disrupt
Vocally tearing you up the ground up

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

Focus, Wild Child of hip hop
Top 10 niggas get mopped 10
My rhymes will into 30 thin lines 'cuz I feep I'm
The obstacle
For you MC's kickin' lots of bull

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

Find out a little white man with a slight tan
Child'll take ya ass out like lightning
Fresh in the flesh, steadily this mic
The fact that you lack the respect, got the mad of incompetence

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

Thirty minutes, prior to there
you had the knack to be
The dopest MC, that was the most
Statement you 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 feel me, party say it
La la la la, come on, come on, come on, on
My say, "La la la la"

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