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The cat who's style is right,
I be mistaken for the smooth and silent type,
My violence bites tight like it was teeth,
I'm hammerin G, opponents are you put to sleep,
My radical brain will run terrain,
I'm to game,
It's and plain,
Your hurtin', no numbin the pain,
Warpin' your frame, the complex, with ill techs, flex, kill specs, on cassette decks..

Mic and tight reps,
all life bets,
We'll see how the lights get,
The attack,
I fight artillery jack,
Then physically smack and hung,
You and fumble,
So I possession,
Music in cycles,
progression,
Thuganmonics is tought,
And are bought,
for lies and fillers,
Nowadays, make skrilla if the markets correct,
All you need is a hook, and a to collect,
Lack cred, but MC's before me,
Don't blast the backheat but the can't ignore me,
Hands nice I rock it wit peace, leave ya hard soft,
Just like when Miami the Big East

you'll know my stees, yo we the bar. assasinate the mainstream. you'll know my stees, Trade-Mark n' John Cena, assasinate the mainstream.(repeat)