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Hush, I'm comin' through the bum rush Feelin's forced style, Adidas, Cold What? My ridiculous Who's wit that spectaculous, miraculous?
Word to Lexus, I'm from New I'm flowin' like Dom P so the cork Now feelin' me for real do', I'm the one who From the back and blew the out of Al Pacino
Welcome to this rendition of I'm on a Doug E. mission stop me, I'm outta control please Before I do autopsies on these
Open 'em up, they on the inside No heart pumpin', their organ missin' Trueness, yeah they get no props Das I come the real hip-hop
I I hold it down, so gimme that And homeboy, you in the danger zone When a brother E is on the microphone, uh
I I hold it down, so gimme microphone And lounge homeboy, you in the danger When a brother ED is on the microphone
Hold up, how y'all to play me, uh When I paved the way for punks to MC not hard, ol' school pull your card Wit the quickness, chump and Witness
Agony of defeat on the In front of your crew diggin', in front of main chicken Ooh, more than meet the eye, oh my God Somebody got shook by a hardcore
Speak on it, I get busy every on it Die, I sing and get on it The miracle child, the one Behind the Def Squad the truth
There chill, I got microphone So homeboy, you in the danger zone I can't believe, I with the mad degrees, boy Freakin' the funk with extra up the sleeve, uh
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 maintain, huh I hold it down, so gimme that And lounge homeboy, you in the danger When a like ED is on the microphone, word