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*The MC Rush"

(Rock)
Hi

Some him Rock, yo
One shot'll make ya jump like House of Pain or Kriss
hop scotch
I got the motts
Even when I was small I get crazy hard like a 380
And I hate these MC's

Flee your temperature drop more degrees
Than a percenter
Dressed in a young ass
In the boy
Don't end up in a for this rap shit.

(Ruck)
the pale horse
I see death in future
When thoughts
Its best to step before I ya
Back in the I knew Ruck would rock
wait that long so I jacked Michael J. Fox
Since the death of the
I been performing in
Coliseums, and
in ?more? palladiums
Ain't no funny vibe from 25 year old
Ultimate MC me if ya bold

(Chorus)
The ultimate MC (X4)

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

X4

(Singing)
You'll
Y'all niggas compete
With my

(Saukrates)
I'm the muthafuckin the microphone is my bi-i-itch
And you the john about to a nigga ri-i-ich
Now get with this arithmetic
If you outside make a
And inside the aby-y-ys
Nigga ill, don't tri-i-ip
Say it
You the john about to make this ri-i-ich
Man, my finger puppet to resi-i-ist
Find your niche, hold that
My finger starts to i-i-itch

(Singing)
Digging your

(Saukrates)
I'm on the mound with fireball
Better the wild pi-i-itch
I'm sick it
You would fly
You an
Be on your back a rash
I'm the
Bankers is closed
No scrilla for the ni-i-i
or his kids?

X4