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Who be first to catch this Beat
My rap pages be The
Ego trip remain victory and no
Rap sheet you details of wars in streets
Where the most live, catch vibe and blaze

Double XL kings who rush through, got on
Quick to stress ya, crew to get a mic on
Math lets the spin, consecutive hits, promoters' face grin
The dawn catch fist, keep the direct wire
See them jake be tire, the story
That Echoes out with chronic

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

street team takes shots of criticism
Promotional vehicles wit' mad rhythm
the lockout of one of our source sports
We spice the stand and the stage on the ball court

During the first half, number one
Rap lords, swing swords, microphone, shatter billboards
in sight, after inhalin' the herb
Vision impaired, the silhouette emerged

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

cover wit the radical, Urban Latino
No Hip-Hop connection us and Janet Reno
I do an and they aim to trace my essence
To know than is necessary blunts your weapon

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

Creative low fling, to the grand
Wit my ray gun scoping, hoping
Uniforms be fridged when walk the Black Beat
in the heat, of razors exposin' meat

In bedrock and gambling, Rolling Stone, out of
Where they can't my 'xact poem
Collide the Tiger Beat, rappin' raga
eyes, folks see the saga