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I`m the ultimate, the rhyme imperial
I`m better but some don`t believe though But I`m a proven hot Y`all know the legendary Roots crew Here we go Ock, watch my material knock Y`all Tonka toys straight out the cereal box Down low covert ops feel or not Throw your mitts up we `bout to thicken the plot My name is D-U-N-D-S-P, The Mic specialist Laid back how it come off it seems effortless I mac Nicholas, like a me St. Flow excellent, my movement the next testament Rhinoceros in the raps of far we Y`all weaklings get slapped at the party I`m the MC that MC`s aspire to be Back to do it to death til ya tired of me Now who the number one best The never pop nuthin sound like the rest C`mon you know I am em Raw like dark denim, with a soft spot for smart women, green trees and white linen The black thought was a monster from the beginnin Wreak spit venom, raw core shit I pinnin It`s my time and it`s long overdo Now who`s comin through y`all know who [Mix] x3 Ya`All know the legendary roots crew Word up Black Th-idought, code name ?? Fake MC`s get stuck with pitchforks From rollerbladin` on thin ice like it`s a rink Picklehead cats is join, they don`t think Ya not sleepin that a long ass blink money Ya little chicken thick but her breath stink Nuthin y`all spittin is interesting Ya`all not Black Thought, nor the next best thing Plug bullshit start a kid thuggish Go ahead get ya thing off son, I just love it It manifests a style thou shall not covet And none of y`all rappers want no parts of it Who the steppin razor, like Peter Ti-dosh My nine speak soft my thoughts is Molotov You cut like that then fuck it we all can toss And who gonna shine when all y`all take a loss It`s the boar, it`s similar tan as Dice Raw Its big spawn kids cohap the quick draw We heavyweight blowin` `em out the picture For real, For real Who comin` to get y`all Mix Step into the spot the venue is empty 5 minutes later the crowd is in a frenzy Packed up to the maximum occupancy Give me the mic I got a Jones like Quincy Break down the barriers don`t try to fence me Let the ladies in the front get pressed against me Peepin, brothers on stage ten deep-an` 24 out the 18 straight leapin Duck season, Thought bust the heat seakin Mission make y`all feel this and keep leakin Bang this in the hoods Like stolen goods, keep reachin New soundwave street sweepin I walk upon water like Run D `em Cash Money maintainin` the cut It`s our time and it`s long overdue Who comin` through y`all know who Mix `til fade
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