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Which of you took my rhyme book, look
Give it back, you're
With your calls, didn't touch you at all
I didn't touch hand, man, you know it's all ball
You sold a few but don't get slick
you used a corked bat to get those hits
Yeah you've been in the game, career is long
But when you really it down, you've only got two songs
MCs are like clay pigeons and I'm shootin'
I just yell pull and Mike the beat
You people call MCs but you're garbage men
Takin' out the when you pull out the pen

And if you don't like it, then hey, you

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Now, I about you up on page six
They was trashin' your ass it's sad getting dissed
Now talk about your now don't get pissed
But I suggest you see a
I keep that hot hot not mild and weak
It's gonna burn your mouth you wet your beak
I've got billions and billions of to flex
'Cause got more rhymes than Carl Sagan's got turtlenecks
Your rhymes are fake a Canal Street watch
You're hearing me and like "oh my God its Sasquatch!"
But I'm on water while you're stepping in shit
So put your sewer boots on before your ass gets

And if you don't like it, then hey, you
So put a quarter in ass 'cause you played yourself
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you played
So put a quarter in your ass you played yourself
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you played
And it you like it, then hey, fuck you

Sucker MC's me they're resenting
In the kingdom they call it presenting
the dipsy doo-doo the kit and kaboodle
The truth is brutal, grandma's kugel
County is my stomping ground
The Albee Square Mall, Brooklyn,
So don't ask me to wine and ya
I'm from you're from Regina
You're Foghorn Leghorn, Yosemite Sam
You're just yellin', wildin', who I am
With those lies you're telling you're like Sam
My style's like the Hoover Dam

And if you like it, then hey, fuck you
And if you like it, then hey, fuck you
Wow, a loser!