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Well, to school ya it's the hooligan I'm in the mood again so me do this I'm out to do these rappers just Popeye did Brutus The super dooper trooper, oops, I'm no So watch me get loose and run, shit, like Bill
I formulate my raps, you wanna kick it There's niggas my slack, yes I'm the baddest when I wreck it See I'm nicer than the rest, I guess I gots ta it Ya for a bruisin' if ya bite it when I use it
See I'm to shoot the giff, and if ya tryin' ta stop it I got mad skills like loose in my pocket I drop it from the East, at least I'm gettin' in niggas gettin' jealous 'cos of the way that I be rhymin'
Ooh, hello there, how the are ya? Sorry to keep you waitin' It's like nuttin' when I'm throwin' somethin' rougher menstruation Crabs, I'm followed by a like John Cougar Mellen, tell them I put a swellin', for the lords split'cha
I kick tails that tips scales on the I dip-dip-dob wit' more than the Harlem River Oh what the hell, I a half a el then [Incomprehensible] Pick up my grip then spark the clip and get see
It's back to basics if you're wacked then hate we Got the knack to freak a track like I was printin' in some Boy, I'm slipper than soap-on-a-rope, I'm madder than the Mad And Dabber Dope and you can quote
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Well once again the spectacular I the back and ya, fuckin', face it MC's as if my name was Jason I crash 'n' clash 'em, monster mash 'em 'til suckle I'm quick to switch up and kick ass like Dr.
I it from the guts, my DJ got the cuts The shit that I bringin' got'cha on my nuts I'm not the typical, lyrical guy be a miracle Drop the type of shit that make ya flip and get'cha
I'm nasty the verbs, kid, I serve ya, rip the faucet My raps they never collapse 'cos on the tracks, see I be bustin' Fireworks, I fire scullin' then I step I'm back from and I'm ween to keep a rep
Give it a rest fool, balls of fire, boy I'm flyer than a cockpit Hah I rocks shit and niggas out the blocks wit' Uncontrollable lyrical motions from my I'm slick, watch your tip because my clique might ya next
Like booya, no ya not true, don't mean a styles 'til '96, taking backs to the future Plus I'm to fuck the brain, I drain a 40 for the belly I'm aimin' for the charts just this was a game of scelli
Plus I'm sinkin' ships, doin' whatever makes the blow My crew is givin' nothin', stuffin' chicks without the When I up put your dukes up or catch a oops-up Sad ya sleazy heart 'cos the piece beneath the steps, boy
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