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I'm with all the illest ain't no crabs all around me
So put your together you still couldn't find me
Where I be and how I is ill
Hey yo, always talkin' 'bout there shit is real
I flex with a Lex in my video
That's half of these rappers be thinking in every city, yo

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

You talking 'bout you wanna freestyle, you wanna
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, your gets
Amputated, 'cuz style ain't even hip hop related

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

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

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

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

Track trail a path of traveling freely
the vanity of border ampedence hindering
Progress intending to those plagued with
Recessive styles, relying on primal

Disengaged pushing trivial, unimportant
Virtually there, but still impaired
of views defusing the output of ya outlook
Confusing ya confidence, 'cuz you on surface knowledge

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

Into waste land fills fresh water wells
Poisonous corrosion as a business
flesh in nuclear explosions
Forming glowing boils at the of contact of deforming

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

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

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

With fortys in my lap that 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
Doin' my in this ring

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

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

Everyday it's like a level in this game we live
Gotta struggle to survive, why some MC's get blitzed
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 black on the attack be so freeze back
So rappin' imitators get peeled back 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 so MC's stand clear

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

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

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

'Cuz everyday it's like a level in this game we live
Gotta struggle to survive, why some MC's get blitzed
Situations got mind in control, that's how you roll
But step to Oh No, because your rhymes will be fold

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

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

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

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

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

Focus, Wild Child of hip hop
Top 10 niggas get mopped 10
My rhymes will transform into 30 thin lines I feep I'm
The responsible
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, I'll get it and, get the crowd hyped and
you up with my right hand and

Find out you're a little man with a slight tan
Wild Child'll 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 Jack and get smacked to lower your lack of confidence
Ya bro's out know you have no composure
You unnoticibly slide to the of thee
Open mic session with ya little wack

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

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