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M.U.R.S a nigga to rip a microphone
you enthrasted in the zone
Much to advanced to
Master of this urban science
Combined my legendary
9th wonder of the world right after the
Oakland California is where we conquer
The formula to compititions silent
See rarely pull that B in
Thought i'd give it to u
At the one zero degree
And I be the man
Receiving Platinum
Cause this shit will get heard a times
Rhymes so heads will have to rewind
Sometimes I like quiting
Until I hear a nigga up there a microphone
bullshitin, I'm that's koo shut the fuck up
If he where i was sitting
Got a Rhyme for everytime
A beady my lip, an been added to the text
For about years so that makes
Eighteen two hundred fifty
Dope just to hit your ear
Precise Calculations nigga the equation
Cause and understanding
Rules supreme, so i your ass
Get down with the team
and in it to be 9
know when to strike out like Doc Gutton
Once they've met with my
So wanting to reach and up
My herbs run average, turn one savage
to let you know
I got a of microphones
You still at Grabbing stage, to have it stage
Hard to kick, bet money underneath my feet
Your shit hella weak, But so far sticking me And these wack
Don't mix
Like music to drive by and way to
So these get ate quick
Couple punk muthafuckers got me thinking Freestyle ain't shit
so my ass is trying to quit, but rap game
Got to many
For example rap shows
Not enough pussy and way to many