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Travis been known to spit lyrical backflips on with skate kicks
Osiris had the but I'm all about Axion, Verbal bigspin
I Crooked grind your for not listenin',
I'm regular, you stuck in fakie position
The funny thing is I don't but I'll deflate your whole ego
Manipulate your and replace it with something uglier than
The product of Sha-nae-nae and Patrick Ewing havin' a
(Damn Travis you crazy) Nah a little misunderstood
I got the planet in confusion, for the fact my vocabulary lacks the word losin'
Contusions are placed the bodies of any challengers
I'll leave my mark then disappear J.D. Salinger,
As whack emcee's continue scuffin' knees,
the dicks of A&R's just to get their platinum chains and cars,
I'ma keep on my thing,
Broke as Macy Gray would be a regular voice trying to sing,
Who wanna bring it to these Apple affiliates,
Act silly and you'll get split down the middle a Philly gets,
I've had enough of all silent menaces,
I'm for peace but get quickly deceased with violent sentences,
The only witnesses will be later notified to come identify the records of a kid offended mine,
you a friend of mine so I suggest you call me Mr. McCoy
Hot shit will and blister you boy

We manifest through tape decks and colored markers,
Invade space like feathers from down parka's,
We legends in our own times and rhyme is living proof,
We drinkin' forty's the fountain of youth,
And when we we're pissin' innocence,
in a sense, everything your mouth dispense don't necessarily pay the rent
Or the phone bills, you trade food for mic skills,
But if you I'd be eating lovely, believe me.

Travis McCoy be the influenza, flow sick,
These other rappers on old common cold (SHHH),
I'm than that, and plus you always suck (YECK) quicker than that,
And H20 aqua we be than that, and if at
Anytime gets to hard to handle I'm going out raw,
and all like Bruce Cambell,
Steppin' out the with an army of creeps,
Caffeine ain't allowin' to get no sleep,
Cause cat's soft, and quick to front hard like Charles Bronson,
Shoutin' out Brooklyn, that they from Wisconsin,
why I'm always concentratin' when I'm puffin' cheeba,
We down with New State and the city of Geneva,
G-Town's my residence that's where I my dead presidents,
And in my mind it ain't no time for irrelevance, on now
I thought you knew better, my rhymes are and my mouth's a lyrical berretta
But better...YET...I make you like Keith,
And have your whole crew fallin' out rotten teeth.

We manifest through tape decks and prisma markers,
Invade your space feathers from down parka's,
We legends in our own times and every rhyme is proof,
We forty's from the fountain of youth,
And we done we're pissin' innocence,
in a sense, everything your mouth dispense don't necessarily pay the rent
Or the bills, you can't trade food for mic skills,
But if you I'd be eating lovely, believe me.

Who start it like us, rip a it like us,
who you know jump on the stage and get like us?
Who it like us, rip a part it like us,
who you know jump on the stage and get like us?
Who start it like us, rip a it like us,
who you know jump on the stage and get retarded us?
Who start it us, rip a part it like us,
who you know jump on the and get retarded like us?
GCH will it happen regardless of the element,
From breakdancing, beats, graffiti shit, to rappin',
Who got mama's hands clappin'?
Zappin' cats like the third rail, these rappers soundin' sweet stale ass beats,
Come on get serious, you're making me furious these lame clich's and whack hooks
Oh you ain't feelin' me? beat you to death with black books,
Now that I got your undivided, you got a You better hide it,
I'm creepin' six with seven swords of drunk pirates
With eye patches, no and burnt eye lashes,
so they don't sleep and stay car crashes,
I'll your pride like a star that just got his fame stolen,
Bash you with a mic so hard I'll leave your swollen,
Cut to the chase I'll just get to the point first, frankly
shit is worse than Fred Durst's best verse,
AND(AND)IT'S(IT'S)LIKE(LIKE)THAT(THAT)

We manifest tape decks and prisma colored markers,
Invade your like feathers from down parka's,
We legends in our own times and every rhyme is proof,
We forty's from the fountain of youth,
And when we we're pissin' innocence,
Cause in a sense, everything mouth dispense don't necessarily pay the rent
Or the phone bills, you trade food for mic skills,
But if you could I'd be eating lovely, me.