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

Once again what you're hearing now is
Power steering style, I'm killing at will
legend act, capture the ears of show veterans
When the stakes got raised like letterin'

Down to the exact measurements
Time to let these motherfuckers know what it is
I real rhymes, you prone to remember me
I roam like a cell phone in Italy in search of the real

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

Phonte still considered the deliverer of threat
Troubled nigga got more then jet
If you a showin' put your stage up, niggas
Throw your maze up, niggas say word and page up

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

Right now, you need
true in deed
Little on the mic
to rock it for you

You as this, so I'm a verbal chemist
Scientist on the mic yo menace
Hip-hop's Popeye and the is spinach
No need for olive oil 'cause her feets is

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

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

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

now, what you need
Big Pooh, true in
Little on the mic
to rock it for you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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