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

Hush, I'm thru with the bum rush
Feelins style, adidas, cold crush
my style's ridiculous
Who's wit that spectaculous, miraculous?
Word to lexus, I'm new york
I'm like dom p so unpop the cork
Now feelin me for do'
I'm the one who came the back and blew the brains out of al pacino
(word up) welcome to rendition
Of lyricism, I'm on a e.fresh mission
Somebody stop me, I'm outta please
Before I do on these mc's
em up, they hollow on the inside
No heart pumpin, their missin somethin
Trueness, they get no props
Without das I come the real hip-hop

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

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