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[craig
Hah!
My said back when i was born
you was warned so now your ass gets torn
(wake it up mack)
My style is
Fortified on my bad an mc on a high
Now we to set this off
Bass and rattlin (one two) send mc's up north
I never had to with the mic
I make the so dynamite
So parasite mc's might bite
Welcome to (welcome) beats that thump
Rhymes bumpin now at your backdoor
Never figured got funk for days (what)
"project: funk da world" brought the brand new craze
(wake it up)
And can't get one line
the genuine take out deep max on your mind
I'ma hit you the boom pow
than moscow, mc's your judgment's now
Here it

Mc's. your is. now (now mc's)
your judgment day is now (it's time, here it comes)
Mc's. judgment is. (hahhh) now
As we get down - mc's judgment day is now
it comes, boyeee

Here comes the one they king mc
If you're tired of those fake rhymes that be (fake)
I'm back with this deeper than of minolta
Preachin better than preacher up on an
(amen boy)
I feel i have pardoned, pardoned
No need for bad grammar in my mc garden
(chomp chomp)
And kinda hungry tonight
So i pulls out the ground a fat rhyme to
I don't means to boast but the is me your host
On post, kickin flav til ghost (ghost)
Craig mack is here to
Rugged as a mountain on mc judgment day
(go ahead)
From now the earth's gone
In the chess game of rap, mc's nothin but a pawn
(your move)
As the rap romps through your town (through town)
And mc's around, time to put your down (put it down)

Mc's. judgment is. now (it's time)
Mc's your judgement is now (mc's, check your clock, on)
(mc's) your judgment is. (hahhh) now (mack the dope)
Mc's judgment day is now (with the flav, gettin down)

It was a tumble, i put the bee inside the bumble
Kickin wicked type of hyper, won't fumble (ahh)
I float a tugboat do
Watch the virus, the dope, start affectin you
Is rap you can't deal, what's the matter?
The badder the don is still gettin fatter
You be lovin how it sound and
And have you dance when i for the sponsorin
And you can thank bad boy for
A technique for layin on the mat
Scat, scoot, pussy couldn't a louder hoop
When i pollute, the with funk to the roof
Mad we bust, in god we trust
And mc's don't when ya turn back to dust
(ashes to ashes)
Mark the year, 1994. when mc's hit the

Mc's. your is. (hahhh) now
Mc's your is now (final call, mc's, we get down)
Mc's. your is. (here comes the mack) now
(to clean house) your judgment day is now, boyeee
(here it comes boyee, time, hahhh. ahahhhhhh, boyeee)