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Kris I don't talk ish Expand your and dismiss foolishness No one is new to this or new to In hip hop's structure I am the nucleus That is the center of the group they/them/you every squad every massive crew Dental floss is when a true rapper jumps off The cash is but not mental distract you off course The style that I am is like chicken It will be bitten, rewritten, then performed for a $25 Reviewed in The You will then find somethin missin of course... it's skills That's what you're fishin for, lost I'm gettin too explicit, the track I won't do a wack album then remix it for my Kickin rhymes til I wrinkle, and my eyes twinkle God called hip-hop for the
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Tasty like a souflee french on Tuesday Rappers be Goo-fy that's how they crew whatever you say to boost they ego We the steelo, your whole character is foul Makes me want to a free throw, BLAOWW the git go, no, get go, my flow hits low Wherever all the dope shit go, there's where my go Bee-dee-bee-bo, skank, I Self ya groups everyone else and the bank Others like to the shottie to the party I bring knowledge of self, you the mind, you cure the body Some like to come to the party, hopin to leave with somebody check, I with skills and I leave with your motherfuckin respect Ahh yeah... so check, UH!
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New types of verbal hip-hop I When you know you can sing BOY you you can sing I do not up the airwaves, with stacks of useless facts MC's trying to be macks, but acts ignorant blacks Freak that, I'll snap back as it cracks you will experience, or lack of balance Stop the violence, fry from week to week like an All of you are cowards hiding the mask of MC I remember, thinkin to eighty-three No video, no you had to be a live MC Now you younguns grow up buggin, any new jock you're weak production, let me tell you Any MC can for glory But to kick a dope rhyme to wake up people's another story Act like you saw me Cause when it comes to lyrics, I'm in a different