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Who be first to catch Beat Down?
My rap pages be The
Ego remain victory and no loss
Rap sheet show you details of wars in
Where the live, catch vibe and blaze heat

Double XL who rush through, got right on
Quick to stress ya, crew to get a mic on
Math lets the plates spin, consecutive hits, face grin
The dawn fist, keep the paper direct wire
See jake be tire, unlike the story
That Echoes out chronic liars

Like those who feast on hogs, eat dogs
A village voice kid with his heart and soul
Killa bees produce the honey, that the platinum
Plus the DJ fiend to scratch them

street team takes shots of criticism
Promotional vehicles wiffin' wit' mad
With the of one of our source sports
We the stand and launch the stage on the ball court

During the first half, one draft
Rap lords, swing swords, microphone, shatter billboards
Forty-eight in sight, after inhalin' the
Vision impaired, when the emerged

One nut out the
Get your whole click banned from radio, PD's cut raps man
Forcin' me to move on one world to another
On the gulf, from the Jet to hover

Take cover wit the radical, Latino
No Hip-Hop wit' us and Janet Reno
I do an interview and they aim to trace my
To know more is necessary blunts your weapon

My group's nova, unsober
And serve high wit' king cobras
I shoulder low-post MC's, your style la feast?
Second to get your word up, then the troops

Creative low fling, to the opening
Wit my ray gun scoping, you're
be fridged when they walk the Black Beat
in the heat, of razors exposin' meat

In and gambling, Rolling Stone, out of zone
Where they monitor my 'xact poem
wit' the Tiger Beat, rappin' raga
Ebony eyes, see the saga