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Well it's another one, in the gutter one, running em Troublesome, extra double dumb, I come to em em and mistreat em, so what if that I'm cheating Now everybody wanna sound (yeah I know) show ya how, come on, all in together now Yeah oh yeah yeah that's how it be So stop trying to be loud as me you can't do that Think about it; playing Russian with an automatic I bet my ass against the line the last first on line Stab and step and repping and run, packing a weapon is Peace to the brother's on Rikers Tough enough and trembling, in like a chameleon Buck, bye tough guy, oh my god I'm so they say I rhyme, they say I look like a gremlin But does it take to make a kid make a million children SLAM
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I'm the nitty, nasty, gritty smashing, never slow Strictly blast of the raspy-rasp fashion That I provide, I the U.S.G Besides the ghetto vibe, make me flip like and Hyde Of course, I come across the pure for sure unadulterated uncut raw Disgusted, busted, you touch it, too hot You forgot, you're not ready, head could get ruptured Hit between the eyes, I plan to I supply the static, I run with the bad The villains, crooks, and the fighters See the big black picture if you look of my mind It's graphic, it drastic So kill the act kid, it's all mastered it, when y'all least expected it And thought it was safe, hit you in the face so SLAM
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh noise b-boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Make noise
I'm a b-boy, in my b-boy stance Hurry up and give me the before I bust in my pants The mad author of anguish, my language is heavyweight and still undisputed You took the words right out my mouth now a mile in my shoes I paid so many dues, I used and abused and I'm so confused Excuse me, for example I'm an of a whole generation And unless you got ten sticky fingers it's an A figment of imagination Bu-bu-bu-but it gets worse I'm not watered down so I'm of thirst through with a scam, foolproof plan B-boys some noise, and just, just SLAM
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