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My style is triple, quadruple, damage for mc`s I make `em huff `n puff like mufflers for meineke Human exhaust, you wanna get lost ? Rhymes plus exxon ride brains like alain prost Mc clowns, I blaze towns I dragwheel skulls, leave with speed `n dust cloud All you monkeys, donkeys, alternative junkies I`m strictly t-rex, `n my rap just crunch, see The jive `n babble, throw heavy scrabble Sparkles plus the bubbles plus the flavor like snapple All you socalled rebels heavy metal cattle Some horses got force but I simply tame with saddle Hunt a stunt like `red october`, ain`t crossin` over Oops ! scud scrub ? patriot makes pulver The music hits, fierce as it is Check the brothers in the crowd that `hiss` Good grief Industry check to mac, and wanna know me I kick against control untamed like wild pony Stay lonely like tony, attract like coney island My style man, don`t need no master, flasher Test a prankster gangster like a gatt much faster Get the band aid, the kid front hard knock I sport more techniques confidential than fort knox Sort of tool - glock - automatic on the static Synthetic - plastic ?- you stay ready with the cascet I throw a style, now a freak wants to test it It`s crazy mega fab, makes your hottie cher I crush mc jaws who oughtta be chandelier And drop the ltter - on the quitter The survival-rival gets stranger Much fitter Worldwide you get served like stinky cheese More force than a sexual intercourse So mc`s please ! Brothers amaze - keep `em all in a daze With the wild funk blaze Good grief One time for your mind now, as I have to climb now Step by step now, where your rap now I kick the flavor like a wes craven People under my stairs wanna steal like raven Black with breaks wanna croak when spoken to Some shitty nonsense beat, you gotta be jokin` too The rhyme enforcer, rhythm corsair Hit the core with force, well of course oh ! Don`t give me that lip lip Like he thought that he could I frown on bullshit like my name`s clint eastwood You come with fronts, stunts `n poses I welcome you to my jungle Like my name was guns `n roses I blast the sound, you check the sound You gotz to be down, and be like charlie brown Saying good grief
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