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*The MC Rush"

(Rock)
Hi

Some him Rock, yo
One shot'll make ya jump like of Pain or Kriss Kross
hop scotch
I got the baby
Even when I was I still get crazy hard like a 380
And I hate these fakin

Flee your temperature drop more degrees
Than a five
in a young ass jacket
In the boy
Don't end up in a casket for rap shit.

(Ruck)
Behold the pale
I see in your future
When connect
Its best to before I shoot ya
Back in the days I knew Ruck rock
Couldn't wait long so I jacked Michael J. Fox
Since the death of the
I best performing in
Coliseums, and
Holdin in palladiums
Ain't no funny vibe from 25 year old
MC test me if ya bold

(Chorus)
The ultimate MC (X4)

(Saukrates)
Demonstrate on street ruckus with my nouns and
Hated the real mahfuckers with the for words
with me dude
Alone in my own
Come and get
My homegrown
Bionic,
I rap
Till I'm blue Sonic
Delivery's
But my rocks the phonic
I to say it
But you're and your styles prosaic
If rhyming was I'd be Tyson
And all y'all niggas better
Cause now you're running with Spinks
Cause weak son
I take my to teach one
Of the ones, who reach one
Illamatic rap
On some death of Caesar
Its never fluke yo, so panic
You could go to any other
In any weather you run
But can't run
So whatever.

X4

(Singing)
You'll
Y'all niggas can't
With my

(Saukrates)
I'm the muthafuckin pimp the microphone is my
And you the john about to make a nigga
Now get this funk arithmetic
If you make a swi-i-itch
And inside the aby-y-ys
Nigga come ill, tri-i-ip
Say it
You the john about to this nigga ri-i-ich
Man, my finger puppet to resi-i-ist
your niche, nigga hold that
My trigger finger to i-i-itch

(Singing)
Digging ditch

(Saukrates)
I'm on the mound butane fireball
Better duck the wild
I'm with it
You never fly
You an
Be on your back like a
I'm the
bank is closed
No scrilla for the ni-i-i
or his kids?

X4