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C'mon, clap hands, wind it up (x6)

Hush, I'm comin thru the bum rush
Feelins forced style, adidas, cold
What? my ridiculous
Who's wit that spectaculous, miraculous?
to lexus, I'm from new york
I'm flowin dom p so unpop the cork
Now me for real do'
I'm the one who came from the back and blew the out of al pacino
(word up) welcome to this
Of lyricism, I'm on a doug e.fresh
stop me, I'm outta control please
Before I do autopsies on mc's
Open em up, they on the inside
No heart pumpin, organ missin somethin
Trueness, they get no props
Without das I come with the hip-hop

I
I hold it down, so gimme that
And lounge homeboy, you in the zone
a brother like e is on the microphone, uh
I
I hold it down, so gimme microphone
And lounge homeboy, you in the danger
When a brother like e-d is on the

Hold up, how tryin ta play me, uh
When I the way for y'all punks to mc
not hard, ol school pull your card
Wit the quickness, and jehovah witness
of defeat on the street
In of your crew diggin, in front of your main chicken
Oooh, more than meet the eye, oh my god
got shook by a hardcore mirage
Speak on it, I get busy every on it
Die e-i, I sing and get on it
The child, the chosen one
(poof) the def squad come the truth
chill, I got that microphone
So lounge homeboy, you in the danger
I can't believe, I come the mad degrees, boy
Freakin the with extra shit up the sleeve, uh