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My style is triple, quadruple, for M.C.'s
I make 'em 'n puff like mufflers for Meineke
Human exhaust, you wanna g-get ?
Rhymes plus ride brains like Alain Prost
M.C. clowns, I blaze
I skulls, leave with speed 'n dust cloud
All you monkeys, donkeys, alternative
I'm strictly T-rex, 'n my rap crunch, see
The jive 'n babble, throw scrabble
Sparkles plus the bubbles plus the flavor like
All you so-called rebels metal cattle
Some horses got force but I tame with saddle
Hunt a like 'Red October', ain't crossin' over
Oops ! scud scrub ? makes pulver
The hits, fierce that it is
Check the brothers in the crowd 'hiss'
Good

Industry to mac, and wanna know me
I kick against control like wild pony
So holy tony, attract like Coney Island
My style man, need no master, flasher
Test a gangster like a Gat much faster
Get the aid, kid crunch hard knock
I sport more techniques than Fort Knox
Sort of tool - - automatic on the static
Synthetic - you stay ready with the casket
I throw a style, freak to test it
It's crazy mega fab, your hottie cheer
I crush M.C. jaws who be chandelier
And drop the litter - on the
The gets stronger
Much
you get served like stinky cheese
More force a sexual intercourse
So M.C.'s !
Brothers amaze - keep 'em all in a
the wild funk blaze
Good

One time for your mind now, as I now
Step by now, but Wagga Rep now
I flavor like I was Wes Craven
People under my stairs steal raven
with beaks wanna croak when spoken to
Some shitty beat, you gotta be jokin' too
The enforcer, rhythm courser
I 'spect you to respect with the force, well of oh !
give me the lip
Like he thought that he
I frown on bullshit like my name was clint
You come fronts, stunts 'n poses
I welcome you to my
Like my name was 'n roses
I blast the sound, you the sound
You got to be down, you got to be down, like me, like Charlie
good grief