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

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

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For the in the bendor biz
1 800
Leave the CE, Off for crabs and bobbin hatorade
Dig it, daddy dug his own tunnel the gutters where the numbers bleed
Hunters froze up and exposed weeds
Tugboat, tug a rut out brutal dirt
The fuedals fuming oodles, it was under your poodle skirt
to Bazooka Works, halogen halo eyesore
The revolution not be apologized for
Warbucks exlex on the fashion piggy pageant
While my raw dogg in a style magnet
Fraggle rock your four figure
I ninety nine cent wristbands
And know the time when you record flops
And this is on a sick it factor
A, E, S, Genesis of the klepto reactor
Wanna burgle the buzz over definitive
After a life of labor camps starts paying innovaters
Baby, you ain't the collect?, Coooool
Stuck running bases with little under the wing of punchdrunk butter makers
That engine sputters while the hound dogs wire mechnical
Rabbit bantomweight puppies rabid enough to snatch him
Poplock dynamos, is approached a golden focal point
Come soak in it, resume sturdy composer soldier
Wrong name by a can often expose your phobias
Watch a cobra hands to hold his own tongue when he notices
All city legity critter, with me
All filthy documents, cats piss on kittie litter moccasins
Welcome to mi casa, Inc, dropping bangers out the rocket ships
Your own apocalypse

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For fuck's

fly
You read the nile, I twitch easy reader

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I will, dog

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