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Listen, you get upset you hear The Large Professor on girl's cassette, deck Expect nothin' comin' soft, 'cause I'll never weaker blows I'll you in your ass and your breath'll smell like sneaker soles
Now how's for a fixin'? You'd better rather go to Roy's, 'cause I kickin' science fiction I kick a size nine or boot Chop to stumps, and they remain mi-nute
The Sheik, I get deep, and always leave with the wet Because of my technique, I'm the one you let I crops and props like spinach I'm vintage, your sums up to a ten inch
My soul brother Van Paul and Pete Keep the funk flowin' the last beat stops The soul man, can't have you on a stretcher Probably, have you leavin' in leather, I catch a
From wreckin' slum rappers but to be I don't give a fuck, I got in the bank in the bank, yeah Rocked and rolled but then you and rocked
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This is the stage of When you're sittin' by radio, screamin', Freddie Fox goes next beholdin' the words of a master Find mental disaster, as I it faster
opposes 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 grab the mic, and I it like a long four-fifth Huh, and dare you to or even sneeze As I blow you to knees, have you curled up In a like a dog with hoof in mouth disease
Spittin' razor blades, veins you can't stitch I got you like a bitch I took your microphone, you get it back your rap was wack
I'm comin fifty strong in an tank And takin' to the bank in the bank, yeah Rocked and rolled but then you rolled and
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Kool G. Rap for your selection, get up on it To my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a Crooks hooked, to my book, just like 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 Don't try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits You still got a permit
Poppin' that shit, you sit Here's a word of a third degree burn, so listen and You're a turn, so you better get, concerned My challenger, check the
I'm as live as a .45 caliber, With a silencer, wettin' up, suckers I be up Button up, while I'm cuttin' up, lettin' up I don't link up, with suckers with raps that Thanks sonny, I'm money to the bank
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One in the chamber, in the clip out a razor, watch your rhyme book rip It's ant Live, and deliveries 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 double You run up, you better run up light like a whorehouse shippin' out pussy tonight
Believe me I ain't out like a brick parachute Or a fruit, or a guy that wears Cologne, I'm violent prone, so me alone I'm about to set fire to the
And leave the mic so hot you need for this Due to burnt wires it's Yo Ant make suckers walk off the plank Not now, I'm takin to the bank
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