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"The Champ"

[Dialogue from a "Rocky" movie]
This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread on your back
He's an
He's
You been hungry, since "Supreme Clientele"
Remember what you first told me when I ya in
You to be a fighter (Yeah!)
You wanted to be a (New York Stand Up)
You to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)
You hungry
Matter of fact I want you in my gym
Get out of my ring, you me

Killah]
Godzilla
Stones from
Yo I got it all, that means I barely home
Trailblazer stay
Revenge is my arts is crafty
While y'all stuck on Laffy
Wonderin' how niggaz get past me
I doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty
My I did 'em up
bricks I send 'em up
My raps bit 'em up
For now stick 'em up
Ten Four good buddy Tone got is up
Worth still back your bitch lookin bummy what
Ya'll staring at the angel of
Liar liar pants on fire You up like David Koresh
This is music
Verbal opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed
I ran the tunnel
speed
That's when I was still in the jungle slangin D

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

Killah]
Who to battle the Don?
I'm Bond in the Octagon with two razors
Bet cha'all know I had a fake arm
I it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on
Took a fat nigga out in like
My gun get wit a 45 still erects and eagle on
Kangol hat slanted bounce to Morocco
Guerilla like Flavor Flav clock yo
Niggaz want me dead but they 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 draws on the floor
ass nigga resemble Keenon Ivory Waynes
Stay in your place dirt rappers get Shadow box for training ?
Ya'll still eatin

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

Killah]
I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass
Half a mil on my left
Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is
Bring me a bitch that means I'll fuck with you
My swagger is Mick Jaeger stones is
is cut to it tis ? spark when weed went up
The leaf is slightly damp
Sprouting in the backyard to Gran duke tomato plants
And jets get charted marquee with the cars on it
They head and earl to the toilet and vomit
Back East summer MC since Cuban
Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme
Proof and you double in the jeans
My man ? was on the floor with the mother load of them green
IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belong to D.C.

[Spoken the beat]
I am bad, I said I am bad
I'm a bad man
I'm so bad sometimes I's scare
Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to 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