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You in the mouth of madness, skilled out since I had this
I'm talking bout nothing but d badness
My acceleration is to a bima
My pockets looking greener, the funky cold medina
Don't tell me bout the things that you done did I done did it
Don't tell me bout the skins that you done hit, I done hit it
And I rock these, with a style that's cock deis
Good god, I get the crowd together like knock
Now, I don't act hard, I just hard
Baggin' video looking with the big back yard
Yes lord, I'm gamin' leaving the microphone flamin'
Throwing up signs cause that's the set that I be claimin'
Guerilla war fares for those who love to pull your
Grimies from green to malcolm x boulevard
Now, if what you're hoping then it's the wrong things you're scopin'
I may not rap bout slittin no throats but trust me kid get you open

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Here comes a taste of the rawness, like you never saw
Once I grip the cordless, my victory is
Chaos and havoc, lyrically
At times get pornographic, man I gots to have it
Then I commit to hit you with this that's ultimate
Too legit splendid come get wit' it for your
But then sloppily, try to copy me
pieces of my property, and use it all unproperly
And probably, been a while to copy my style
But child what compile is too versatile
I'm too superior, it's sort of comparing a
Spanking new desert eagle to a rusty little
But skip the tool, let's try to deal here the jewel
That I'm droppin on you, now let me take you all to
You see, to graduate in hip-hop you be smart
And no you don't have to know how to to make your rhymes a form of art
Poetry and literature is what makes this english
Now dig this, I drop science but still deal with
And since I don't be dealing what's considered a mystery
I learned the presidents to pass american history
Got my degree in
had to set me free, look mom, a real emcee
So you want yours now, well don't get caught with your down
Cause word life, this industry is half corrupt just like the pound

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Rap
Oh goodness gracious, you better make it
For the vivacious, ostentatious, who feel
I put it on them my tongue as a sword
But at times get broader than for those who insist to get floored
Whatever it takes to see nerve gone, and word born
Black caesar gonna get his on
My should be referred to in medical terms
Cause I get way up in the cut and I'm talking way than germs
You like to chase it playin catch tom & jerry
But on the contrary, I'd rather sip the dom
Lay in harmony, because it's so bizarre to see
That all the hard rappers are slowly turning r&b
pardon me, you contradict yo'self, I see you not perfect yo'self
You that type music yo'self, stick yo'self
What happened to men of pride 'nuff men have died
Nowadays what's been applied, in hip-hop is
when the rappers go get the clappers
Can't you see trying to strap us just to trap us, good God it's backwards
One under a groove, that's how we move
It's time to teach the youth get it show and prove
Me no run the gun or speak of none for action
When you get scream I'm the one, it looks like an illusion
I with equality so never call my brethren son
Yes mon, me got mad flava like jerk chicken