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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 looking greener, from the funky cold medina
Don't tell me bout the things that you done did cause I did it
Don't tell me bout the skins that you hit, cause I done hit it
And once I rock these, with a style that's cock
Good god, I get the crowd like knock knees
Now, I don't act hard, I mack hard
Baggin' video looking with the big back yard
Yes lord, I'm gamin' leaving the microphone flamin'
Throwing up hip-hop cause that's the set that I be claimin'
war fares for those who love to pull your card
Grimies fort green to malcolm x boulevard
Now, if that's what 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 saw this
Once I grip the cordless, my is flawless
Chaos and havoc, lyrically
At get pornographic, lord man I gots to have it
I commit to hit you with this composite that's ultimate
Too legit splendid get wit' it for your comfort
But sloppily, rappers try to copy me
Take pieces of my property, and use it all
And probably, been focusing a while to my style
But what I'll compile is too versatile
I'm too superior, sort of like comparing a
Spanking new desert to a rusty little derringer
But the tool, let's try to deal here with the jewel
That I'm on you, now let me take you all to school
You see, to in hip-hop you must be smart
And no you don't have to know how to paint to make rhymes a form of art
Poetry and literature is makes this english fanatic
Now dig this, I drop science but still with mathematics
And since I don't be dealing what's considered a mystery
I learned the dead presidents to pass american
Got my in rapology
Hip-hop had to set me free, look mom, a real
So you yours now, well don't get caught with your drawers down
word life, this industry is half corrupt just like the dogg pound

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Rap
Oh goodness gracious, you better it spacious
For the vivacious, ostentatious, who feel
I put it on them using my as a sword
But at times get broader than broad for who insist to get floored
Whatever it takes to see your nerve gone, and word
Black caesar gonna get his on
My name should be referred to in medical
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 it's so 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 like that music yo'self, stick yo'self
What to black men of pride 'nuff men have died
Nowadays what's been applied, in is genocide
That's the rappers go get the clappers
Can't you see they trying to strap us just to us, good God it's backwards
One nation under a groove, that's how we
time 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 with so never call my brethren son
Yes mon, me got mad flava just like jerk