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Yo, to me it don't matter how you write or look MC's without a voice should a book You heard me properly, claimin' shit you didn't, oh really My crew's more dedicated Rocky training in Philly Put your on, about to get more than, can't withstand The comp they left baffled coffee shops in I got redemption from an honorable mention So my hug the beat wit the tightest suspension
Don't on turns, of course floor the corners Yo, my drive, got tracks like beehives You can't pass my gate, a mistake, you paid the cost You bigger me? You screaming, "Shorty no mas" Yo, think I'm clever Others I'm the one who makes too many references to Whether or not I'm feelin' beyond words explain Yo, you set up a outdoors and pray for rain
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and dilate, so by the end of the night When we put the mic Thinkin' D-Dilated Peoples heat That's guaranteed heat for sure, a mix-ture Some try to do the same but style ain't pure A carbon copy, right ev, it comes out so sloppy Plus far crisp, so I leave you wit this
Ai yo, you speak like who you wit And piece who you paint wit Everything is merging, no who you bank wit Imagery battle hymns, poetry Platform show, by now maybe you Who scheme, but knows more lines than Coke fiends Closing dark plates, hot and smoking green slow flow, thought provoking
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ladies and gentlemen
Expand and dilate, so by the end of the When we put the mic Thinkin' D-Dilated brings heat That's guaranteed for sure, a pure mix-ture Some try to do the same but they ain't pure A carbon copy, that's right Rak, it comes out so Plus far from crisp, Babs, leave 'em wit