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You in the mouth of madness, skilled out since I had this
I'm talking nothing but pure d badness
My acceleration is compatible to a
My pockets looking greener, from the funky cold
tell me bout the things that you done did cause I done did it
Don't me bout the skins that you done hit, cause I done hit it
And once I rock these, with a that's cock deis
Good god, I get the crowd together like knock
Now, I don't act hard, I just mack
video looking honeys 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'
Guerilla war fares for those who to pull your card
Grimies from fort green to malcolm x
Now, if that's what hoping then it's 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 a taste of the rawness, like you never saw this
I grip the cordless, my victory is flawless
Chaos and havoc, lyrically
At times get pornographic, man I gots to have it
Then I commit to hit you with composite that's ultimate
Too legit splendid come get wit' it for your
But then sloppily, rappers try to me
Take 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 like a
Spanking new desert to a rusty little derringer
But skip the tool, let's try to here with the jewel
That I'm droppin on you, now let me take you all to
You see, to graduate in hip-hop you must be
And no you don't have to how to paint 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 with what's considered a mystery
I learned the presidents to pass american history
Got my degree in
Hip-hop had to set me free, look mom, a emcee
So you want yours now, don't 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 courageous?
I put it on them my tongue as a sword
But at get broader than broad for those who insist to get floored
Whatever it to see your nerve gone, and word born
Black caesar gonna get his on
My name should be to in medical terms
I get way up in the cut and I'm talking way worse than germs
You like to chase it playin catch tom & jerry
But on the contrary, I'd rather sip the dom
Lay back in harmony, it's so bizarre to see
That all the hard core rappers are turning r&b
Well me, you contradict yo'self, I see you not perfect yo'self
You like type music yo'self, stick yo'self
What happened to black men of pride men have died
Nowadays what's applied, in hip-hop is genocide
when the rappers go get the clappers
Can't you see they trying to strap us to trap us, good God it's backwards
One nation a groove, that's how we move
It's to teach the youth get it together show and prove
Me no run the gun or speak of none for action
When you get done scream I'm the one, it looks like an
I deal with equality so never call my son
Yes mon, me got mad flava like jerk chicken