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Who be first to catch beat down?
My rap pages be the source, ego trip victory and no loss
Rap sheet show you details of in streets
Where the most live, catch vibe and heat

Double XL who rush through, got right on
to stress ya, sound crew to get a mic on
Math lets the plates
Consecutive hits, promoters' face grin, the dawn catch

Keep the paper wire, see them Jake be tire
Unlike the story that out with chronic liars
Like those who feast on hogs, eat murder
A village voice kid with his and soul calm

Killa bees produce the honey, fortify the platinum
Plus the DJ claws to scratch them
Thus street team takes shots of
Promotional vehicles wit mad rhythm

With the lockout of one of our source
We spice the stand and launch the stage on the court
the first half, number one draft
Rap Lords, swing swords, slam microphone, shatter

Forty-eight in sight, inhaling' the herb
Vision impaired, when the silhouette
One nut out the clan, get your whole banned
From radio, PD's cut your man

Forcin' me to on from one world to another
On the gulf, from the fuel jet to
cover wit the radical, Urban Latino
No hip-hop connection wit us and Reno

I do an interview and they aim to trace my
To know more than is necessary blunts weapon
My group's nova, unsober
And serve times wit king cobras

I shoulder low post MC's, your style la feast
Second to get your word up, then the troops
low fling, to the grand opening
Wit my ray gun scoping, hoping

Uniforms be fridged when they walk the beat
In the heat, of razors exposin' fresh
In and gambling, rolling stone, out of zone
they can't monitor my 'xact poem
Collide wit the tiger beat, raga, ebony eyes, folks see the saga