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Marks I erase like racism, I`m as large as a bigot
Brew is my escapism, when I`m bubbly I just kick it What I need from you is understanding that I`m standing On my own two, down with my own crew Toe cancer, I`m bad to the bone too, I`m prone to snap off When I`m off that Cognac I can`t hold back like a massouse I get loose like a screw turned from left right to tight When it`s time for some action I get Red`s "Tonight`s Da Night" An eye for an eye, a life for what`s right Dissected I`m on some hi-tech shit computers want to bite Your style is Pascal, mine is Basic and just instinct I`m with the fam and ran scams, me and Murray got up on big links And if knowledge is the key, goddammit I`m the locksmith Studied the missionary waitin on my life, the mic I rush like bostage I switch styles like a channel with controls that are remote Engage in a page, and with words I elope Walking down the aisles with styles I freak the vows That tie knots when I rocks like a Z-28 At any rate, brothers gain interest because I loaned them microphones They couldn`t house the shit so they had to rent to own It`s like that, coming from the go rapper I wanna bone Jada Pinkett and that hoe Patra So keep on, and you don`t, now come on Ah keep on, and you don`t When I`m alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall And in the back of my mind I hear a wack-ass rhyme And I catch Alz-rhymers, then forget it, I get charged Like a nigga in position with the stolen card of credit Fuck flipping the script, the rap scene I`m trying to edit My mellows call me "Never", they be like "Never`s going to get it" Never`s too much, I`m much too, I do justice to poetics That`s why cats be like "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!" Other studs come through to see what I am up to They be on the dick of crew that be giving us weed and buying us brew Like Kareem I got the hook up, brothers look out because they look up Rest in peace to Heaven, I`m washing tons of rappers like Booker Tee told me "You gotta get out of the crib, get into the world" How you going to come off with the style that`s sterile? It`s like that, keep on, ha ha It`s like that, keep on My foundation is in black block of niggas that rock they hat cock I`m real like a fight with my rap, rappers I slapbox Back I got my rap cocked get your glock out the black face Got tall flavor with fat taste, the rap race is a rat race Just cause you got Adidas with the fat laces and the fro don`t make you hip-hop You sorry excuse for funk rap Why is there so many cranks trying to rhyme, yo funk that The real shit`s starting to come back The Go is where I`m from and where I`m at, jack I started eating cat when I was 10 Before then I was getting big dog like Glen Robinson I don`t see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind But comes a time when you gotta get off of that booty The facts of life I didn`t learn from watching Tootie But living in the big city but I still like Tootie cause she got big titties My style is steep, I rip rhymes on the incline Splat guts bust fat nuts and lay up like a crypt line I`m slamming, jamming on the one I`m a bad man, you`re just a good son, come on
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