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You looking in the mouth of madness, skilled out since I had
I'm bout nothing but pure 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
Don't tell me bout the skins you done hit, cause I done hit it
And once I rock these, with a style cock deis
Good god, I get the crowd together knock knees
Now, I act hard, I just mack hard
Baggin' looking honeys with the big back yard
Yes lord, girls I'm gamin' leaving the flamin'
Throwing up hip-hop signs that's the set that I be claimin'
Guerilla war fares for those who love to pull your
Grimies from fort green to malcolm x
Now, if that's what you're hoping then it's the wrong you're scopin'
I may not rap bout no throats but trust me kid I'll get you open

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Here comes a taste of the rawness, you never saw this
I grip the cordless, my victory is flawless
Chaos and havoc, psychopathic
At times get pornographic, lord man I to have it
I commit to hit you with this composite that's ultimate
Too splendid come get wit' it for your comfort
But sloppily, rappers try to copy me
Take pieces of my property, and use it all
And probably, focusing a while to copy my style
But child what compile is too versatile
I'm too superior, it's of like comparing a
Spanking new desert eagle to a rusty derringer
But skip the tool, let's try to here with the jewel
That I'm on you, now let me take you all to school
You see, to graduate in hip-hop you be smart
And no you have to know how to paint to make your rhymes a form of art
and literature is what makes this english fanatic
Now dig this, I drop science but still with mathematics
And since I be dealing with what's considered a mystery
I the dead presidents to pass american history
Got my degree in
Hip-hop had to set me free, mom, a real emcee
So you want yours now, well get caught with your drawers down
Cause word life, this industry is half corrupt just like the dogg

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