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I brought genuine shit in '96
you knew the underground or independent existed
I watched the whole scene straight jump on the
After stepping to KCR lit and my shit
No gun talk, no gimmicks, just rounds of raw
Dirty dusty intelligent wit and word
A poetic informed without burglary
and shook the shit out of rappers who just learned of me
Everytime I a new pill, revolution
Quickly the standard for indie rap distribution
Arrogant unafraid shit developed a train thinking of brain fucks
Bad Touch Example, that soon became
Had everybody wondering where I came from
out, Independent as fuck, with an insane tongue
With an squad of design monsters
Innovating the styles that made look like imposters
So we scripted an album and signed to
a hundred thousand without a radio chart hit
Imposterous son is taking the world
Classic hip hop dirty with style progress
Now come from the '80s juvenile Brooklyn
Where was like Gimme that subway pass, kid. Good lookin
Now someone else is taking a with what's mine
So I had to develop styles with a death cooked in
So when I battled in I had eight sentences
ready for the four you had laced in
And I was taught to wait patient,
faggots make shit up just to get famous
So when I blew up I remained sick
Earning respect in ghettos and 'burbs for placement
when the independent scene remained faceless
We the only crew who promised your ass we'd take it
Mold it, shape it, living outside the
Hold it, make it, more than miniature labels
Hold it sacred, living it for the
Told ya plainly, protected it from the
That's why I always get from true soldiers
That laugh at the critics claiming year Hip hop's over
FUCK YOU, hip hop just
It's funny how the nostalgic cats are the ones who were never part of it
But veterans'll give dap to those who started it
Then humbly move the fuck on and with that new retarded shit
New slang, new thought, new sound, new heart, you thought you
You clown, you don't, you
I won't dumb it down, I'm dumbing now for rounds
I'm a live mothefucker plus I'm gunning for
a mime motherfucker, don't be coming for pounds
Till you can break out of that invisible box, you're not
My favorite are the ones who started out young rappin about
books, spaceships, and Omnicron 1
And even though were soft they had fun
But they break out the frame of the town they came from
Some of these faggots used to send me their
their puppy styles in the Company Flow kennels
But since they had no identity the start
started to resent the scene when they couldn't become a part

They've been failing for years and themselves Vets, that's bold
Motherfucker, you're not a Vet you're old
I'll the shit out you to continue my nerd rap
Making this money fist over fist, fuck you heard
Rookie cats talk about boom bap and ages
Pat themselves on the for making that new outdated shit
But i've been putting out vinyl since '93 and never looked back
At trying to chase me
You don't innovate because you can't
It's not a choice despite what you might tell boys
Keep your identity crisis under the
I always knew who I was and always be more famous

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For the in the bendor biz
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Leave the CE, Off for crabs and bobbin hatorade
Dig it, daddy dug his own tunnel under the gutters where the bleed
froze up and exposed Rapunzel weeds
Tugboat, tug a rut out dirt first
The fuedals fuming oodles, it was right under your poodle
Welcome to Bazooka Works, halogen eyesore
The will not be apologized for
Warbucks exlex megaphone on the piggy pageant
While my raw dogg in a style magnet
Fraggle your four figure watch
I clock ninety nine wristbands
And still know the time you record flops
And is on a sick with it factor
A, E, S, Genesis of the klepto reactor
Wanna burgle the buzz over cast
After a life of labor camps paying innovaters back
Baby, you felt the collect?, Coooool
Stuck running bases with little bears under the of punchdrunk butter makers
That engine sputters while the hound wire cutter mechnical
Rabbit bantomweight puppies rabid enough to snatch him
Poplock dynamos, is approached with a golden focal
Come soak in it, resume composer soldier bliss
Wrong name by a molar can often your phobias
Watch a cobra grow to hold his own tongue when he notices
All legity critter, bark with me
All filthy documents, piss on their kittie litter moccasins
Welcome to mi casa, Monsters Inc, dropping out the rocket ships
own private apocalypse

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For fuck's

fly
You wanna read the nile, I twitch reader

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I will, dog

Wide open with banged out cutlery from a mouth teacher
And money is an god we all fall for
I got land mammal, cannibal, natural survival
That means when I wake up and decide to comprise the new
It's not watered down version of what my favorite crews did
Puff the magic bitch
Rappers stuffed komonos and fame at a perfect working unit
Look, I'm
B boy, that to the needy
your liquor hole, fuck you in 3D