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[Mad
I make heads nod like a hot-rod with
A beer ??? gettin plastered like alcoholics.
I smash kids that fraulic or tip-toe the tulips
Smack a ??? then whip his ass like an ???.
aggression I sanction on the mic
Til the pressure from the people frantic ??? young gun
Yes sir i'm fresher, i dont to be a boaster,
But i'm the guy thats fly the great space coaster
One cookie, still a rookie with the kids,
To have all the feelin all the pockets in my pants?
No, but I I can do the hokey-pokey
Turn myself around, kid, 'cause I'm fuckin broke.

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Child]
Girls jock the way I rock obnoxious concoction,
I'm swift with the gift to talk quick i'm at an auction.
The angry kid 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 i twist caps
??? but I be the better MC, 'cause my are official.
Artificial styles get me riled up and rough, pup
Your stuff sucks and I get wild and its love.
The case facing no distortion,
I'm takin out on the mic like an abortion.
They're forcin these punk stage ???,
But still, I'd like a record deal.

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

[Mad
I'm damper, smooth the rough like a lapper,
'86 later turned into a rapper. So,
Clap hands to the beat vibe,
But my shoes are old news and i've got in my socks.
I rock the mic swell in this What the Hell,
Well here's a little I've got to tell!
About two bad b-boys with big and dreams,
Who drive the country just to step on the scene.
I signed the dotted-line but I i'm a bust,
Because i've been in my car for about 6 months.
a pop the ??? listen up to my story,
He even think of saying sorry.
But on track, to the fact, a record contract is usually black.
So if you got one, be to get a lawyer,
'cause you'll be up without a paddle.
Oh yeah, its no joke, my and be my son,
Mama's tastin cake, I dont you to get burned.
But me, I live on Hip-Hop so be climbin that stuff,
Just remember my name I'm a diamond in the rough.