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

Hush, I'm comin thru with the bum
forced style, adidas, cold crush
What? my style's
gettin wit that spectaculous, miraculous?
Word to lexus, I'm new york
I'm flowin like dom p so the cork
Now me for real do'
I'm the one who from the back and blew the brains out of al pacino
(word up) to this rendition
Of lyricism, I'm on a doug e.fresh
Somebody stop me, I'm outta please
Before I do autopsies on mc's
Open em up, hollow on the inside
No heart pumpin, their organ missin
Trueness, yeah get no props
das I come with the real hip-hop

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

Hold up, how y'all ta play me, uh
When I paved the way for punks to mc
You're not hard, ol school your card
Wit the quickness, chump and jehovah
Agony of on the street
In front of your crew diggin, in front of main chicken
Oooh, it's more 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 come the
chill, I got that microphone
So homeboy, you in the danger zone
I can't believe, I with the mad degrees, boy
the funk with extra shit up the sleeve, uh