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RZA came and got me, this what I to do, come on
Ring the bell so time to eat
Brick Dog stash weed AMI-seats, bomb inside the palm
Doc rock a wife with me beatin' my wife ass ironed on
The front, my pump built the Klumps
To carry it I take the spare out the
I stay hungry, I ain't for days
That's why you see the pump when the raise

Blast, don't
Do I gotta explain how I tame and
The rap single-handed? Hell nah
I won't you son, if I find a wack ID, I sell you one
Doc and Hot Nick,
My lecture's like Hannibal
Where's the Don't speak on it, shut ya trap
I see ya whole crew yellow like packs

Ah woo, Doc in my own
You say you got the rap sewn
But it's wrong
I ride through ya hood in a Mr. Softee
Then a mac out a box of snow cones
Yeah, ya little
ya fuckin' money

Uhuh, it
I'm hotter a hundred degrees with my coat on
Playing a dynamite stick, where did I go wrong?
Somebody pull the along when Jonny stomp
If ya lukewarm leavin' ya and boots torn
Pro's and con's, megabomb's and
By arid try MC's to get their roll on
First issue, got

What is hip-hop to hot
It's like Funk Doc to tissues, word
Look at my hand and get the
Finger out ya ear hole like "Fuck you heard"
Now, that's what I call hardcore, act fool
Mr. Fix-It like I pack tool
I been shitty, I'm the veils of the city
And because my outfit match don't make me pretty

Baggy Dun Gurees, need room to breathe
In a room full of crackers I cut the cheese
Ain't no rules to the
If it is we ain't
In your business like EPMD, "So sayin'?"
You co-designin' that bullshit yo man
Chaka chaka tatat
flyin'

Yo, ya
Check, the echoes from magazines to the big screen
Fo' wheel machines like ya scream, kids fiend
From the urban to
Roll upon me thirstin' "Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant"
We longer than dice in a casino
in the 4, 5 or 6 with double 0
Behind the windows I lie low
On some hydro to slide from the 5-0

But now, get similar to Ol' Dirty
On third time felon just hit over 30
No worries, style have 'em so
First heats are quittin' on me
turkey, no mercy
I bring the pain of a hundred
But a thousand shoutin' my that's why I came
But first bring the burst, then the outburst
My surround sound ya ear like Jevon Kearse

I muscle outside I find a next hustle
Trouble ya here and face the tec-muscle
Even the best win, I take it to the extreme
It gets ugly, but it's what a nigga do to get
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