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I'm down with all the illest no crabs all around me
So put your head together you couldn't find me
Where I be and how I is ill
Hey yo, niggas always 'bout 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 wanna fight ya, you wanna bite don't ya?
The involvement of a new coast is
To take soul, rearrange it with flows
unknown, come across our line, you get blown
Too bids, ain't no puttin' together
Restorin' your body parts, leaving the for whatever

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

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

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

Second to last, but not least, hey yo, here to rip it
I'll take MC's, tie 'em up, and then
It's this, yo I'm up on some bliz
Total 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 MC's by the piles, for

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

trail blazing a path of traveling freely
Beyond the of border ampedence hindering
Progress intending to enhance those with
Recessive styles, on primal rage

Disengaged pushing trivial, material
Virtually there, but visually impaired
Point of views defusing the of ya outlook
Confusing ya confidence, 'cuz you dwell on knowledge

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

waste land fills fresh water wells seeping
Poisonous corrosion as a proposition
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 up like slaves out at sea
Ya lost to the way I across at all costs, I must get mine
Suck up all the sun rays and then

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

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

niggas down with what I bring
Crazy your way off
So swing ya are around
Do the to my sound

Fuck it, all panties to ya ankles
Bending back ass over entangles
Strangles all ya got chokes like smoke
I'll take a toke and it to all my niggas
To all my niggas, take two and

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

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

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

It's this do or die mentality that keeps ya frying
Sippin' on the E&J and smoking blunts stuffed Hawaiian Chronic
For my homey Shack in SB, rhymes on the
Niggas on the run Medaphoar 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
Lyrically I got your block when I drop this hip hop
Fresh out the west to you up because the rhyme don't stop

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

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

Some 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 break 'em down like compression I be up in 'em

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

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

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

Focus, Child representative of hip hop
Top 10 niggas get 10 times
My rhymes will transform into 30 lines 'cuz I feep I'm
The obstacle
For you non-freestyling MC's lots of bull

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

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

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

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

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