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

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Here comes a taste of the rawness, like you saw this
Once I the cordless, my victory is flawless
Chaos and havoc, psychopathic
At times get pornographic, lord man I gots to it
I commit to hit you with this composite that's ultimate
Too legit splendid come get wit' it for your
But sloppily, rappers try to copy me
pieces of my property, and use it all unproperly
And probably, been focusing a while to copy my
But child what compile is too versatile
I'm too superior, it's sort of like a
Spanking new desert eagle to a rusty derringer
But the tool, let's try to deal here with the jewel
I'm droppin on you, now let me take you all to school
You see, to graduate in hip-hop you must be
And no you don't have to know how to to make your rhymes a form of art
Poetry and literature is makes this english fanatic
Now dig this, I drop but still deal with mathematics
And since I don't be dealing with considered a mystery
I learned the presidents to pass american history
Got my in rapology
had to set me free, look mom, a real emcee
So you want yours now, well don't get caught your drawers down
Cause word life, this industry is corrupt just like the dogg pound

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Rap
Oh goodness gracious, you better make it
For the vivacious, ostentatious, who feel
I put it on them using my as a sword
But at times get than broad for those who insist to get floored
Whatever it to see your nerve gone, and word born
caesar gonna get his swerve on
My name should be 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 sip the dom peri
Lay back in harmony, because so bizarre to see
all the hard core rappers are slowly turning r&b
Well me, you contradict yo'self, I see you not perfect yo'self
You that type music yo'self, stick yo'self
What happened to black men of pride 'nuff men have
what's been applied, in hip-hop is genocide
That's when the go get the clappers
you see they trying to strap us just to trap us, good God it's backwards
One nation under a groove, how we move
It's time to teach the get it together show and prove
Me no run with the gun or speak of for action
When you get done scream I'm the one, it like an illusion
I deal equality so never call my brethren son
Yes mon, me got mad flava just like chicken