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Yeah, one two y'all we about to set this this on 'em
Little Brother, league, Phonte, Big Pooh and it, hey yo yo

Once again you're hearing now is Phonte's
Power style, I'm killing niggas at will
Freestyle legend act, the ears of show veterans
the stakes got raised like brown letterin'

Down to the exact scale
Time to let these motherfuckers know exactly it is
I represent rhymes, you prone to remember me
I roam like a cell in Italy in search of the real shit

Was lookin' for who could reck laws and
Rhyme for personal pleasure till four in the mornin'
my back and my chest sore and never have
To press pause till I stop the tape and hit 'em a yes y'all

Phonte still the best deliverer of threat
nigga got more issues then jet
If you a showin' put stage up, cornball niggas
Throw your maze up, Microsoft niggas say and page up

To this new that's about to open doors
Carolina sickness words I wrote with
Then smack a nigga he broke his jaws, on the real man
Y'all niggas out is just a hopeless 'cause

Right now, what you
Phonte in deed
Little on the mic
About to it for you

You nice as this, so I'm a chemist
Scientist on the mic yo societies
Hip-hop's and the beats is spinach
No need for oil 'cause her feets is lemon

blue notes 'cause they speech is gimmick
Give a fuck about car, if the jeep is rented
You nigga, it ain't even got features in it
Like to talk about money when you can't spend it

This is real and there's more things that's hollow
The tips that swallow throw up tomorrow
Or shells pierce chests leaving niggas to death
Whispering last and taking their last breath

Only the emcees is left
Watch 'em search the earth so can grieve what's left
Even every rappers we the best of the best
I'm the reason why most of y'all tapes in ya decks

Right now, you need
Big Pooh, true in
Brother on the mic
About to it for you

for you, oh oh, oh oh
It's time to settle the
Brother on the mic
About to it for you

Now for the low, low of only eight ninety-nine
Witness Phonte slice a phony, and spit a
That will settle your bets in thirty measures or
I stay ahead of the with incredible text

We fire off like its New Year's Eve, Pooh is for
Sucka emcees, this year I it hard to breathe
I'm the shit so your can't leave, got them waiting
To applaud in the club, standing tall trees

the crowd cheer massively, I tell niggas
Y'all wack, y'all just sound wack rhyming after me
'Cause I'm the most magnificent, is a blessing
And yo, I'm living it, for better or indifferent

getting open to me, and yo mad
Hands up in the air like I told to freeze
Ninth on the boards, who it supposed to be
Rock bottom to the calm standing to me

Y'all niggas know y'all out of there, on with the real
niggas faking the funk, come with it

Right now, you need
Big Pooh, true in
Little on the mic
About to it for you

for you, oh oh, oh ohh
It's to settle the score
Brother on the mic
About to it for you