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"The Champ"

[Dialogue borrowed a "Rocky" movie]
guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a around your eye and tread marks on your back
an animal
He's
You ain't hungry, since "Supreme Clientele"
Remember what you first told me I took ya in
You to be a fighter (Yeah!)
You wanted to be a (New York Stand Up)
You wanted to be the Champ! (Got boy in the booth nigga)
You hungry
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
is my arts is crafty darts
While y'all stuck on Laffy
Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get me
I doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty
My I did 'em up
bricks I send 'em up
My y'all bit 'em up
For now stick 'em up
Ten Four good Tone got is money up
millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what
Ya'll staring at the of death
liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh
This is architect
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 that D

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

[Ghostface
Who want to battle the
I'm James Bond in the with two razors
Bet cha'all didn't I had a fake arm
I it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on
Took a fat nigga out in 40secs
My gun get wit a 45 still erects and eagle on
hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco
Guerilla like Flavor Flav clock yo
Niggaz want me but they scared to step to me
Rip guts out like a hysterectomy
When beef collide on the flip by the penitentiary kite
Or get you bumped off from the
is hanging
Frauds is leftin they on the floor complaining
Bird ass nigga resemble Keenon Ivory
Stay in place dirt born rappers get Shadow box for training ?
Ya'll eatin bacon

[Spoken the beat]
Think nobody can; give this nigga no statue give him death
I y'all I wasn't going away
You had your shot no me mine
Now why don't you these folks why you been ducking me, politics man
You think you going to me down
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!

[Ghostface
I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass
Half a mil on my ankle
Terry cloth shorts robes is comfortable
Bring me a nice bitch that means fuck with you
My swagger is Mick Jaeger is rolling
is cut to it tis ? spark when weed went up
The leaf is slightly damp
Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran tomato plants
And jets get charted marquee with the cars on it
They head and they earl to the and vomit
Back summer MC king since Cuban
Pretty Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme
and you double deuce in the jeans
My man ? was on the floor the mother load both of them green
IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts to D.C.

[Spoken over the
I am bad, I said I am bad
I'm a bad man
I'm so bad sometimes I's myself
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 y'all forget it

and gentlemen!
The by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!
Ghostface

in the background]