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(Sample from Channel Mad Izm) Cause there's all these rappers steady making hits, fuck that!
One: I drop clarity like kerotene, everytime I out Rappers freak out, but never stick their too deep out And touch the live wire, live like from gaya inner Jim Jones kool-aid you got mad to be afraid You ain't ready, are petty, never lyrical It's a miracle they need to reign as To get blessed, East vs. West, we on that Cause the rugged you can't get from where you're born at So learn this, to burn this, you earn this with your rap style be the firmest, Forget about your color of For advantages, there's bandages, whatever your is You be in like that Blahzay triangle is The Blah mind freein Not the fatigue jewels glarin rapper, you used to seein Absestos lessions to make impressions The P's come and squeal on the real I'm mad excited I got my but still...
(Sample from Main Source: Looking At The Door) You don't know the pain I feel (Channel Live) Cause there's all these weak steady making hits, fuck that! Cuz cuz cuz you don't the pain I feel Cause there's all these weak rappers steady making You don't know the I feel Cause there's all these weak rappers steady hits, fuck that! Cuz cuz cuz you, cuz, cuz you don't know the pain I Cause there's all these weak, rappers, making hits
Two: Now lamp go ahead get amped for your camp Without no harmony your Normandy would have never the champ And let me mention, no racial tension the way the rule I with bros, PF flows with papa chulos We combine cluster, you can't muster break ligaments Building my predicaments, living with the See blow your vest or do it thorough That's blurro, my referral try to rally up your borough Just warm, stay calm if you don't got steel in palm you'll peel me, I'm top rank I got more lines the Yanks uni- form, carry on screamin on Running around together only by smoking trees Chronic, my tonic make you for teamin up Bringin the drama, be blank comma blank it, singers get weeded, then conceeded But you don't know the pain, so watch how you it to me
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Verse Comin with with the raw tech, like Gortex Rappers get more plex, as they their name off all fetch and unrealistic, your neighbor know you're ballistic Your statistic ain't mistic, that talk we know who is it So busy, keep touring Your hood is roaring, not a place for pussycats to be exploring Your plan it, you bandwagon just to start a rival Without skills you better for your own survival And feel the pain rappers talk a good John but look stupid You be trying to play us like a With your rap staff you riff and raff I and laugh, In town you out of town you get sent ass And you don't the pain...
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