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Guerrilla monsoon rap all the like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like dat
We come through and all the like "who dat?"
Got the crowd like "how ya do dat?"
you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap true dat

Yo, I hit these emcees with the grip of death I was a Vulcan
Ain't a lot of "ifs" an "ands", just straight talkin
It's to swallow at times, so take portions
Bitin' off more you can chew, create offense
Emcee species endangered dolphins
is spittin nails into they own coffins (c'mon)
Hear come the Dundee rocket-launchin (yeah)
Black Thought, quit playin him and back up off him

spruce to the tree, Bruce to the Lee
The real emcee, your favorite rapper used to be
One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly D my rhymes is
A flea could a tree, before ya think ya movin' me
I black and blue emcees - new to me, get smacked stupidly
That lack skills, like the black community unity (uh)
Still my heard like Ali DePhrase
Step off the stage to of "Kweli boomayyay!!"

See four emcees came to get down
Rearrange the rap game, change ya sound
you, got ta, understand the plot ta
Movin and groovin and improvin a lot-ta
I'll outfox the, Porsche ya Boxster talk
the bank on some old Frank Sinatra (New York)
Slash Chi-Town, Philly
Check the blast from Genevo, you can get silly

Guerrilla monsoon rap all the like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya black
And ya crew, give me dap true dat
We come through and all the like "who dat?"
Got the whole like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get smacked ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap true dat

Okay my sound drenches, each of the five
And hold the shock of electrified fences
It's or consequences, ride wit us or against us
Is you a soldier, or you a princess, dog?
I'm in it to win it and not for the
Got a with a Grammy and a gat on the shelf
Nan nigga competition, gotta myself
And me and Kweli on a mission, gettin Pharoahe for

From natives walkin' in tears to players sippin Belvedere
We always comin' prepared, and all my dogs' smellin' fear
Plus, even my from the Bede say you hella-scared
or consequences, and all senses be well-aware
Your style there, hell if I care
What hardship you to see, but I can tell by your stare
Nigga you fugazi, sayin' ya blazin'
Like sayin' Miss Cleo is a Jamaican, we makin'

Guerrilla monsoon rap, smell the fumes, get in wit it
When I your city, y'all gon' think Dr. Doom did it
Spit it white trash in seed-spittin' contests
With a vendetta that sent a letter bomb to Congress
I'm pissed cumulus clouds of
Words of the Thor, the rawness that'll restore ya
Unless, you to be leg and armless
That's parapaleg' for who believe in bomb threats

monsoon rap all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the crowd like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya black
And ya crew, give me dap like dat
We through and all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya black
And ya crew, me dap like true dat