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[Mad
I make heads nod like a with hydraulics
A beer drinkin ??? gettin plastered alcoholics.
I smash that fraulic or tip-toe through the tulips
Smack a ??? then his ass like an orange ???.
With I sanction on the mic
Til the pressure from the people frantic ??? gun professor
Yes sir i'm fresher, i need to be a boaster,
But i'm the guy thats fly like the great space
One tough cookie, still a with the kids,
To have all the girls feelin all the in my pants?
No, but I hope I can do the
Turn around, kid, 'cause I'm still fuckin broke.

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[Mad
Girls jock the way I rock this concoction,
I'm with the gift to talk quick like i'm at an auction.
The kid about to flip, my lid and rock the cradle,
Try to battle, its suicidal, my is fatal, so
Strap on the wrist-straps I never the piss-flaps
When I rap i tap the bottle then i twist
??? but I be the MC, 'cause my initials are official.
Artificial get me riled up and thats rough, pup
stuff sucks and I get wild and its tough love.
The space facing no distortion,
I'm takin out on the mic like an abortion.
They're these punk suckers stage ???,
But still, I'd a real record deal.

Its the motha with the fuck and the mad fantastic,
Makin fit, 'cause you knows we have to.
They me Drescot, 'cause I got nothin to lose,
the 1s and the 2s.
Fools see me in the year of '94,
So let me grab another from the stow.
??? of the if you're laggin on the two-step,
You on the J to the D E L
Guess its kinda when you're in the background,
But here's a new sound. that I've found.
So check the linguistics 'cause I'm sweet this,
And if the liquor's there, I'm going to get quick.
Bermudo, people just fuck your mind,
But i have the beat, hit me two more times.
its one for the Treble, two more for the Honda Civic,
If you dont know who this is, I'ma you who it is.
Its the ??? from the idle-most.
Make a lot of damn beats but I'm flat broke,
So to my niggas of the B.S. crew,
Hey, in the house. I thought you knew.

[Mad
I'm damper, smooth over the like a lapper,
'86 skater later turned a rapper. So,
Clap your hands to the vibe,
But my shoes are old news and got holes in my socks.
I the mic swell in this group What the Hell,
Well here's a little story got to tell!
About two bad b-boys with big and dreams,
Who drive across the just to step on the scene.
I signed the dotted-line but I i'm a bust,
Because i've been livin in my car for 6 months.
a pop the ??? listen up to my story,
He even think of saying sorry.
But back on track, to the fact, a record is usually black.
So if you got one, be to get a lawyer,
'cause you'll be up shit a paddle.
Oh yeah, its no joke, my and be my son,
tastin cake, I dont want you to get burned.
But me, I live on Hip-Hop so I've be that stuff,
Just remember my 'cause I'm a diamond in the rough.