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I'm down all the illest ain't 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 talkin' 'bout there shit is
I gotta flex with a Lex in my
That's what of these rappers be thinking in every city, yo

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

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

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

crews, when you ain't even at phase two
Talking take two? You only get one take
Yo, my just run fakes, run ya out of my estates
Plus just might take ya papes
Plus you won't remember no
So don't have no mistakes, steppin' over 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 this, yo I'm up on some bliz
Total for the hip hop kids

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Knockin' niggas with what I bring
Crazy chaos way off
So swing ya partners are
Do the to my sound

it, all panties down to ya ankles
Bending ass over microphone entangles
Strangles all ya got chokes like chronic
I'll 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 struggle to survive, that's why some get blitzed
Situations got your in control, that's how you roll
But don't to M E D, because your rhymes will be fold

Straight in all black on the be Medaphoar so freeze back
So imitators get peeled back when I'm in combat
I got them rhymes to ya shake the spot when Medaphoar's near
My rhyme's been set to blow up different spots so 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 with Hawaiian Chronic
For my homey Shack in SB, 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, comin' from the west, so represents I'm from
Lyrically I got block locked 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 struggle to survive, that's why some get blitzed
Situations got your mind in control, how you roll
But don't step to Oh No, because your rhymes will be

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

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

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

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

When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that
You bust back flips, lyrically get asked that
Is y'all crew rally all 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 responsible
For you non-freestyling kickin' lots of bull

I rock shit the Eucalyptus
Flaunt it like, haunt ya mic to the ya mic tells you
You rip this, I'll get it exited and, get the crowd hyped and
Slap you up with my right and

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

to Jack and get smacked to lower your whole lack of confidence
Ya bro's out there you have no composure
You slide to the back of thee
Open mic session with ya 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 me, yo if ya feel me, party people say it
La la la la, come on, come on, come on, on
My say, "La la la la"

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