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Listen, you get when you hear The Professor on your girl's cassette, deck Expect nothin' comin' soft, 'cause never throw weaker blows I'll kick you in your ass and your smell like sneaker soles
Now how's for a fixin'? You'd better rather go to Roy's, 'cause I ain't science fiction I kick a size nine or boot Chop to stumps, and they remain mi-nute
The Sheik, I get deep, and leave with the wet meat of my technique, I'm the one you let speak I collect crops and props spinach I'm vintage, your single up to a ten inch
My brother Van Paul and Pete Rock Keep the funk until the last beat stops The soul man, can't have you leavin' on a Probably, have you leavin' in leather, I catch a
wreckin' slum rappers but to be frank I give a fuck, I got money in the bank in the bank, yeah Rocked and but then you rolled and rocked
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This is the of triple-X you're sittin' by your radio, screamin', Freddie Fox goes next Those beholdin' the words of a mental disaster, as I kick it faster
Whoever me and what I feel Might find their legs bein' by steel This is a brand new year and the is death So there be a lot of suckers left
I the mic, and I load it like a long four-fifth Huh, and dare you to riff or sneeze As I blow you to your knees, you curled up In a like a dog with hoof in mouth disease
Spittin' razor blades, veins you can't stitch I got you screamin' a bitch I took microphone, you can't get it back Because your rap was
I'm comin strong in an armored tank And takin' to the bank in the bank, yeah Rocked and rolled but you rolled and rocked
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Kool G. Rap for first selection, get up on it To my opponents, let me just for a minute Crooks gettin' hooked, to my book, just an addiction Stop your diction you drop, the science
Let's get specific you can't get it I'm too terrific and scientific, it even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits You still got a permit
Poppin' shit, you better sit Here's a of a third degree burn, so listen and learn You're missin' a turn, so you better get, My challenger, the calendar
I'm as live as a .45 caliber, With a silencer, wettin' up, I be settin' up up, while I'm cuttin' up, never lettin' up I don't link up, suckers with raps that shrank Thanks sonny, I'm takin to the bank
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One in the chamber, in the clip Pull out a razor, watch your book rip It's ant Live, liver and get liver G. Rap, and we're the sole survivors
MC's try me, but can't escape, my clutch Too much, caught in the ropes, like dutch You wanna run up, you run up light 'Cause like a whorehouse shippin' out tonight
Believe me I goin' out like a brick parachute Or a fruit, or a guy that wears Cologne, I'm violent prone, so leave me I'm about to set to the microphone
And leave the mic so hot you need for this Due to wires it's cordless Yo Ant Live make walk off the plank Not now, I'm takin money to the
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