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Well it's another one, in the gutter one, running em Troublesome, double dumb, I come to beat em Defeat em and mistreat em, so what if that I'm Now wanna sound grimey (yeah I know) I'ma ya how, come on, all in together now Yeah oh yeah that's how it gotta be So trying to be loud as me cause you can't do that Think about it; playing roulette with an automatic I bet my ass against the line the last first on line Stab and and repping and run, packing a weapon is wild Peace to the on Rikers Isle Tough enough and trembling, in like a chameleon Buck, bye guy, oh my god I'm so high Cause say I rhyme, they say I look like a gremlin But what does it take to a kid make a million children SLAM
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I'm the nitty, nasty, smashing, never slow gassing swift blast of the raspy-rasp fashion That I provide, I the U.S.G Besides the ghetto vibe, make me flip like Jekyll and 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 the eyes, I plan to vandalize I supply the static, I run with the bad The villains, crooks, highlighters and the See the big black picture if you look of my mind graphic, expressed it drastic So kill the copycat act kid, it's all Directed it, y'all least expected it And it was safe, Onyx 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 Make noise Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the boys be Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Make b-boys
I'm a b-boy, in my b-boy stance Hurry up and give me the microphone before I in my pants The mad author of anguish, my polluted is heavyweight and still undisputed You took the words right out my mouth now walk a mile in my I paid so many dues, I feel 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 dying of Coming through with a scam, plan B-boys some noise, and just, just SLAM
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