[Chorus: Swel I could you wanna grab the mic because you're thirsty you gonna get some shine but you're not worthy Let me hear you make some noise if you me We deal wordplay, so your games could never hurt me
Boogie] Let, let it be known in this game the illest MCs F cool, when I pass by you feelin' the breeze I'm hotter than hell, my is to burn and attack you You want it with Oh well, I was sworn to out last you I be hurtin' ya wack crew, like work on a Keep ya MC hidin' like a worm in an Go and your club house 'cause I'm earnin' a castle and I goin' nowhere, I'm a permanent rascal My turn to run pass through dash and backdraft Then again in your face you with the last laugh You wack ass didn't learn the lesson I Hip-hop is my game and I'm finessin' the I'm takin' my time and still I'm ahead of crew Proves every reason in this that I'm just better than you I to Q's and recorded in his house to Gallco We to make you Bob from intro to outro
One] Outro to intro, on instrumentals Experimental the sentinel, walkin' infernos External verbal a journal, beat hurdle incredible you to reversible explosion, y'all niggas' gerbils rat packing shacking with rhythm shahadies I'm iffy labodomy rhyme Swinga astrology me but part of me love to rip it explicit inside of me A torn wound surf we to dish it Fish it type esquisite, we pyro the shilznit Kills it, you don't feel it than go and handle your is unlimited, pellin' it, mics, I'm spillin' it Majors wantin' to no frill it, but hell, we deal it
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Superb words I shift the gift to lift masses the microphone tight enough till it smashes You left back in classes, through wack trashes My hand goes across ya face till it slap The rap crashes, does ya mic have the a 100 beats per minute, can you it for the endurance? Drop bait in dark, thought you hook on some small but ya line the mind of a great white shark Lets celebrate the new millennium, the year Walk in, case the joint, play it off like I'm browsin' Catch you for your valuables, starvin'? Now full but should you doubt the pull of one who chargin' at the bull the red cape, spittin' off the head great You feel the Empire State and ended up a dead ape It's a matter of principle Joe Clark put the microphone to the gasoline and 'em..
[Swel] all let the spark [Q] So it go dark [Jise] Shark able to bark Mark words never absurb, place of this on Noah's Ark [Q] Flooded the earth with pen ink and watchin' men sink connect a line and then link, the snare'll make eye blink [Swel] The loose your eyesight, lights bright, even the white if it's out of my and in yours then the mics bite [Jise] With the of 51 police state troopers I just might loosen up my screws to moves Sometimes is too [Swel] start a food fight "Don't get me started" like Skott Get retarded, I'm warnin' you that I stop it [Q] Like an shape posted at the corner of the block Watchin' ya sales go like jock sneaker stock I told Chewbacca, rock a laser glock, spocks' around the block Sock in the mouth it's better feet, we got our shit locked [Q] Like chainin' up the Either that or get flushed [Q] Bunji off the project just to get a rush
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