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

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[Mad
Girls jock the way I rock this concoction,
I'm swift 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
on the wrist-straps I never kiss the piss-flaps
When I rap i tap the then i twist caps
??? but I be the better MC, 'cause my are official.
Artificial styles get me riled up and rough, pup
stuff sucks and I get wild and its tough love.
The space case no distortion,
I'm takin out on the mic like an abortion.
forcin these punk suckers stage ???,
But still, I'd like a record deal.

Its the motha with the fuck and the mad 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 in the year of '94,
So let me grab another Heiny the stow.
??? of the if you're laggin on the two-step,
You on the J to the D E L
Guess its kinda easy when in the background,
But here's a new sound. Baby I've found.
So check the linguistics 'cause I'm like 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.
'cause its one for the Treble, two more for the 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 but I'm still flat broke,
So pick-up to my 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 into a rapper. So,
Clap hands to the beat vibe,
But my shoes are old and i've got holes in my socks.
I rock the mic swell in this What the Hell,
here's a little story I've got to tell!
About two bad b-boys big hopes and dreams,
Who drive across the just to step on the scene.
I signed the dotted-line but I i'm a bust,
Because been livin in my car for about 6 months.
Without a pop the ??? up to my story,
He didnt even of saying sorry.
But back on track, to the fact, a contract is usually black.
So if you got one, be to get a lawyer,
you'll be up shit without 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 be climbin that stuff,
Just remember my name I'm a diamond in the rough.