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"The Champ"

[Dialogue from a "Rocky" movie]
This guy is a bulldozer with a ball attached
He'll leave a ring around eye and tread marks on your back
He's an
He's
You ain't been hungry, "Supreme Clientele"
Remember what you first told me I took ya in
You to be a fighter (Yeah!)
You wanted to be a killer (New York Up)
You to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)
You ain't
of fact I don't want you in my gym
Get out of my ring, you me

Killah]
Godzilla
Stones from
Yo I ain't got it all, that means I home
Trailblazer stay
Revenge is my arts is darts
While y'all stuck on Laffy
Wonderin' how y'all get past me
I been doin this before Nas dropped the
My I did 'em up
Them bricks I 'em up
My raps bit 'em up
For now stick 'em up
Ten Four good Tone got is money up
Worth still back your bitch lookin bummy what
Ya'll staring at the of death
Liar liar pants on fire You burning up David Koresh
This is music
Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the booming indeed
I ran through the
speed
That's when I was in the jungle slangin that D

[Spoken over the
Get out my face! No you got no mo?'.
Don't need no has been messin' up my
And you better get mad look off your face for I knock it off
Hey fool you ready for another
You have never came back
Look here man I crucify him, you next!
And you better a good doctor to rearrange your face
I'm the Champ!

Killah]
Who to battle the Don?
I'm James in the Octagon with two razors
Bet cha'all know I had a fake arm
I lost it, and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on
a fat nigga out in like 40secs
My gun get hard wit a 45 still and eagle on
Kangol hat slanted bounce to Morocco
Guerilla medallions like Flavor clock yo
want me dead but they scared to step to me
Rip guts out like a hysterectomy
beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite
Or get you bumped off from the
Jaws is
Frauds is leftin they on the floor complaining
Bird ass nigga Keenon Ivory Waynes
Stay in your place dirt born get Shadow box for training ?
Ya'll still bacon

[Spoken over the
nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death
I told y'all I wasn't away
You had shot no give me mine
Now why don't you tell these folks why you ducking me, politics man
You you going to keep me down
They don't me to have the title
Because I'm not a puppet that fool up there
Ask his she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed
I'm the Champ!

Killah]
I like the of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table
Half a mil on my left
Terry cloth shorts robes is comfortable
Bring me a nice bitch means I'll fuck with you
My swagger is Mick stones is rolling
Prestige is cut to it tis ? when weed went up
The Cocoa is slightly damp
Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke plants
And jets get charted shit with the cars on it
They head and they to the toilet and vomit
Back East summer MC king since
Pretty Tone Man and Bulletproof and Supreme
and you double deuce in the jeans
My man ? was on the floor with the load both of them green
IBF WBC title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.

[Spoken the beat]
I am bad, I said I am bad
I'm a bad man
I'm so bad I's scare myself
Sometimes I look in the and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty
Now who am I (The Man!)
Now who am I (The Man!)
Who (The Man!)
That's right and don't forget it

and gentlemen!
The winner by consecutive and still champion of the worlllllllld!
Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[cheering in the