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Uh, uh and gentlemen the C-O-double-M-O-N Synonym for fresh, truth is the Hardcore since I was next to Clem and them Cold as the winter fake niggaz was shiverin Shakin in they Timberlands, you was as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I been a +Master+ since P was No Stick a sayin, no and no mimickin Q infinitin down old blocks are in Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and Pelican brief niggaz on who I be Before the paper and the fame niggaz Rashid Noble like Dru Ali - have come but few have been to be a true MC You sing along wit it, inside you knowin it's Young who? I need a openin act
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Let, let, go a festival in hip-hop, we do it non-stop Pop your bottles, Chicago niggaz do it in notes for my homies, fuck a motto And Farragamo shoes givin the model Think fast, slow, survival is the throttle Your live is hollow, shoulda kept it local Rappin over vocals, soundin soft as With twelve monkeys on stage it's hard to see a gorilla You was better as a drug the passion of this B-boy ration-al Half of it is you say, and half is style Guess it's time for you to stop now It's over folks, tell your guys to put the down Masters now, verses touch the youth a Catholic priest keep me stackin the sheets
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