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[One.Be.Lo]
Yo, you know my fame (who?), you know my title (what?) Every rhyme I kick get it started like a motorcycle Harley Davidson -- every time I grab the mic I got you savorin the moment Tell opponents that I play to win Don`t try to test me son, leave you headless with the tounge +Restless+ like the +Young+, knowin that the best has yet to come That`s how the West was won My content, house you like a convent, competition must be nun/none I just begun, get in line and take a number Stay off the dick racin, sometimes the boy wonder Most of you MC`s don`t know +Jack+ about +Lumber+ My rap chomp contenders, like axe I yell "timber" I`m fat like the wife and like Jack Sprat you slender There`s no comparison, you got beef it`s probably tender You still wanna battle me? What for? I rock heads like Mt. Rushmore; four/for dead presidents It`s evident I got it made If you a slave to the rhythm you givin, I free-style like Honest Abe For every promise made I fulfill with the skill No matter what the doctor prescribe I stay ill... I can barely hear the track but I`ma do it anyway You put me on the stage with wack MC`s, oh shit That`s like puttin piranhas in the same tank with goldfish Hypnosis, keep the alphabet under my +spell+ Sometimes I wonder myself Lyrically can anybody test me? Exorcist, please help me, find what possesses me I speak demonic ebonics into electronic devices Leavin my opposition lifeless My crew terrorize your whole town Stay inside, lock your doors, don`t be stupid like Nicole Brown Word is bond y`all I got more +Juice+ than Orenthal So just acquitted/quit it I`m takin out you suckers and you don`t know how I did it When I`m on trial Guilty as sin; my murderous flow, remains a free-style The only way I`m goin to the pen, is when I slaughter, with alphabetical disorder B-A-D MC, hit you with spellbound Bust that wicked ass, greyhound, hell bound One way ticket, ain`t no comin back here I drop bombs 365 black year Jap` style on ya, Pearl Harbor rap style Anti-socialist, I play the background Spotlight operator, aim at Yac town If you don`t know the time, then it`s time to act now
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