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"this is a world and I'm here.."
-> _it's being the kane_

[big kane]
move, nobody get hurt
And I have to do no-body work
The I come on stage and take position
A demolition, where catch a bad decision, huh
I start to swingin it, my bad thing in it
as I start flingin it, girls'll start clingin it
People'll start it, noise oh I'm bringin it
To and to prove to the people
The man really is the king in it
Cause I take the like hostess
No, not the one you play high post with
it up kane, warm as a snorkel
Snatch the and do a nigga somethin awful
I give him the pizazz finesse and yet
The to jam and slam the land
I flip the script nobody can
It's like they the crowd to get live
And raw from all the who smothered the mic
They're frank with force, cause you know, kane off
See me and the mic go together like
And if that's too fast, a slower flavor
You see.. i.. am.. the.. man.. to.. stand.. top.. brand..
No.. band.. at.. hand.. and.. yes I can can, yes I can can
Rip the to shreds
Buck buck, rough and tuff, and a bit raggamuffin
For havin a rapper that try to battle stress me
You shouldn't me cause you can't impress me
So don't test me, boy, I say you better move
Yeah, yeah, huh
Many tried to say I fell off
He went r&b, now his rap is all
But if you say that on stage, prove you wrong
And wax that ass, off a love song
Cause with the street in all battles I'm hard
a mallet, servin competition like salad
I'm gonna give you damn good advice g
Break out, before there be some sugar iced tea
now you're comin in the danger zone
There no man, can withstand, or his own
I burn a so bad that it bruise
Even if you put a on the mic that I use
That won't protect ya, I can effect ya
I flip the script, like a movie director
I'm makin the non-believers believe I'm dishin up
And people that's still fans, will be air
Why golly gee, I'm the
The power to maintain, and sustain, I'm righteous
In words, by knowledge and degrees
You gotta say God bless, and I don't mean I sneeze
A man, you know I got, soul
For rockin the and sparkin the mic that I hold
Not been flowin for the fellas so for the ladies
I forget you.. mm-wah *kiss sound*
A lot of rappers today, know how to
Also, a lot of amateurs pro
But if I ask for the mic at show
Aiyyo, I you better let it go!
I go in a rage on stage
The rap it never stops til I get my
And if you don't my style, well look here my friend
You saw _faces of death_? hehe yeah aight then
I'm tryin to tell my competition the
That I'm breakin down, any or group
And even though, some of them try to play
When I come on stage, they they wings like troop
And fly away, cause I don't
I slay, okay,
The king of combat, my scat
stay fat, oh hells yeah, I'm alllll that
The one like to follow, bite and borrow
Lock into my style, like a rottweiler
So you wanna know the of hardcore?
Looks a job for..

* cut n "big daddy" *