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Who you won test me have a champion style |
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Meet the mic controller the philly roller the wicked one |
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Sun rude bwoy come rhymes off top the head |
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Said what i said and did what i did |
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Never catch another bid create rubbers and slid |
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I'm out of there ghost evaporate vanish |
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Callate la voca if need be i'm spanish |
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No habla ingles police ask questions |
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I don't know nuttin ain't nuttin happening, stop stressing |
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I'm headed down the alleyway |
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With the smith on my hip, shank in my hand, who's the man |
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You won test, who me? |
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I think you better back up and chill, g |
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Don't make me mad boy, don't even try |
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Eyah got skills, eyah smoke mad thai |
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You steppin to a brother who been through it all |
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My freestyle is wild you nah won test my yes y'all |
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You think you got flavor to match? |
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You can get a smack for that, black |
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Nobody can do it |
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You runnin out of gas sun, leakin much fluid |
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I'm hungry like jack two inches away from a big mac |
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Then buck buck buck |
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Take that witcha on the way down, so you don't feel the ground |
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When you hit, and your head splits, fuck all that bullshit |
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It's hectic, respect it, the dialect, i come |
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Original, the intellect, refuses to tongue twist |
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So don't tell me naythan |
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Me have a champion style, hardcore with a taste of jamaican |
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You steppin to the wrong one the nine is the seed of jesus |
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I get loose on ninety proof |
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Fatter than a bubble goose, unpredictable |
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You never know what i'm going to say after i say |
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What i say when i say what i say when i play, next?!? |
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There it is, who you won test |
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The deceased resented the fact, and told him off in no uncertain terms |
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He still kept coming, he identified himself, and then drew his revolver |
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Cream of the crop nonstop hip-hop |
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Funky stuff rough enough to, break up the handcuffs |
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Scuff a cream puff like an old pair of boots |
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When the nine millimeter shoots the gift i was born with |
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Who's that, with the booby trap, poisoning rap |
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With the wack bullcrap, we can't have that |
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Shut him down, i'm underground |
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And if my sound hits the airwaves of pop, it'll still be hip-hop |
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No samples from barry manilow |
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Strictly timbo, you know, the whole 40 below |
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That's how i'm rollin in the nines |
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Nine-five, nine-six, nine-seven to get mines |
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Yeah i'm sending this out to all you bigmouth |
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Knucklehead suckers that was talkin all that garbage |
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I am the man, who you won test, punk? |
