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[Mad
I make heads nod a hot-rod with hydraulics
A beer drinkin ??? gettin like alcoholics.
I smash kids fraulic or tip-toe through the tulips
Smack a ??? then whip his ass an orange ???.
With aggression I on the mic
Til the pressure the people frantic ??? young gun professor
Yes sir i'm fresher, i dont to be a boaster,
But i'm the guy thats fly like the 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 still broke.

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[Mad
Girls jock the way I this 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 kiss the
When I rap i tap the bottle then i twist
??? but I be the MC, 'cause my initials are official.
styles get me riled up and thats rough, pup
Your stuff and I get wild and its tough love.
The space facing no distortion,
I'm takin out kids on the mic an abortion.
They're forcin punk suckers stage ???,
But still, I'd like a real deal.

Its the motha with the and the mad master fantastic,
Makin shit fit, 'cause you we have to.
They call me Drescot, I got nothin to lose,
the 1s and the 2s.
Fools see me comin in the of '94,
So let me grab another from the stow.
??? of the dragon if 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 sweet this,
And if the liquor's there, I'm to get licked quick.
Bermudo, people just wanna your mind,
But i just have the beat, hit me two times.
its one for the Treble, two more for the Honda Civic,
If you dont who this is, I'ma tell you who it is.
Its the ??? Asian the idle-most.
Make a lot of beats but I'm still 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 rough a lapper,
'86 skater turned into a rapper. So,
Clap hands to the beat vibe,
But my shoes are old and i've got holes in my socks.
I the mic swell in this group What the Hell,
Well a little story I've got to tell!
two bad b-boys with big hopes and dreams,
Who drive the country just to step on the scene.
I the dotted-line but I guess i'm a bust,
Because i've been livin in my car for 6 months.
a pop the ??? listen up to my story,
He didnt even 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 shit a paddle.
Oh yeah, its no joke, my and be my son,
Mama's tastin cake, I want you to get burned.
But me, I live on Hip-Hop so I've be climbin stuff,
Just remember my name 'cause I'm a in the rough.