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Kaboom! Guess who stepped in the
Lookin' like the creature the Black Lagoon
gonna be a 187 real soon
If some niggas don't me some elbow room
I'm runnin with the Legion of
Like a pack of wolves foamin at the mouth on moon
I track range space and time
And push back like receding hair
That's the essence of the
At this melodic dynamic shit
A mic for hire
As I sit back and watch your gimmick backfire
Under the circumstances in any order of
I be with sick rollin thick
the system got America mad at me
Like my name was O.J.

My style is all and a big bag of chips with the dip
So fuck all sensuous shit
The is comin through like the flu bombin you

My style is all that and a big bag of chips the dip
So fuck all that sensuous
The astronomical is comin through the flu bombin you

My is all that and a big bag of chips with the dip
So fuck all sensuous shit
The astronomical is through like the flu bombin you

Get off my d.k., you pat bitch, stepped into the party
wonderin' if I'm a start some shit
Prisoner of the media very
Cause be blowin shit out proportion
False information and bogus
Got stuck on stupid, misinterpretating shit
How could I? Why I damage my career?
Over a nigga that'll probably bust me out of
Don't let mouth get you into somethin that your ass can't get out
When I see you, I'm a pull your dreads out scalp
code red
I could kill you now but instead I'm a put this into your head
I got the crew in the industry
We could go to war for 30 years like countries
Yo, your roll
Cause I don't really think you know with you dealin

My style is all and a big bag of chips with the dip
So fuck all that shit
The astronomical is through like the flu bombin you

Man, bitches, I'm getting money
And laughin at these clown ass like they funny
The grand imperial with milky
I be the in the bottom of your cereal
One thing I gotta say, my Squad lost it
Unlike you corny out there who Farrah Fawcett
Can't rhyme, runnin your mouth all the
While Def Squad sit back and perfect crimes
Got the Funk Lord squeezin the life out of
While each MC tear the out of mic chords
Yo I was in the bullpen with them niggas heists
Grown ass men crying like little mice, but I'm a bounce indeed
Cause punk ass bagged me with two ounces of weed
Now I'm in the city lights
And all I can think about is keepin it