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[lord
Yeah, now check out.
Now what we here is the "yes you may" remix, right?
But percee p and my man a.g. here,
And I got my man big l in the house, you what I'm saying?
And we shit for '92

l]
Ah it out, yo
Ayo everywhere I go, know my fucking name
I'm flooring niggas and I weight a buck and change
I gave a lot of black eyes in my extorting
with me, a lotta niggas was sporting shades
I grab the and scar jerks
Niggas up (put me on!) what the fuck, is this star search?
I'm rappers like sudafed
And if the microphone was smoke then big l be a buddha head
Ayo my crew's smooth like lopez
I was rocking mics niggas was wearing pro keds
I only roll originators
stick to my dick like magnets on refridgerators
I'm a mean lyracist
Many are in fear of this, yeah, so they clear of this
And those that refuse the order, big l and slaughter
hear me and take notes like a news reporter
I'll a rapper like a fender, I'm slender, but far from tender
Killing like a klan member
You can't touch this, your to darn weak, front
And I'm a introduce your brains to the
I keep hoes satisfied, I'm pushing the ride
To take me out, troop, the baddest try
But they fell my techniques are liver
I'm so deaf I need a aid with an equalizer
You tried to hit a run but you struck out
My rhymes were released, I'd like to say the fuck out

finesse]
Check it out, it's the you have to hear, stand up, clap, and cheer
As far as running mine, ain't happening here
Cause I'm on some ruthless
It ain't over til the fat lady sing? I'm a shoot the
I'm with this, it's ridiculous to get with this
When I kick some shit, I'm a flip the script
It's all go when I start ripping shows
I swing and do my thing and I'm home with different hoes
I got like genesis
When I finish I can bag any hoe on the premisis
I spin into action like a
Get wilder a rapist in a catholic all-girls school
Cause I'm scoring mine, never boring rhymes
I'm living larger my dick in the morning time
I get paid and laid on a good
Me take a loss? that don't even look right
Brothers couldn't win against me with hardest tactics
I hang 'em and use ass for target practice
If you you can troop, go recruit your group
We can for some loot, shit
I take you, and the rest of your squad
Bust your ass and you all get messanger jobs
So write shit in your column
Any rapper who wants beef, got problems
I'm out to changes
It's the funky man, you know what my motherfucking is

(lord finesse and big l shoutout til fade)