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Who be first to catch this Beat
My rap be The Source
Ego trip remain and no loss
Rap sheet show you details of wars in
Where the most live, catch vibe and heat

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

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

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

the first half, number one draft
Rap lords, swing swords, slam microphone, billboards
Forty-eight in sight, after inhalin' the
impaired, when the silhouette emerged

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

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

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

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

In bedrock and gambling, Stone, out of zone
Where they can't monitor my 'xact
wit' the Tiger Beat, rappin' raga
Ebony eyes, folks see the