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[Scratching] My style is the best.. |
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[Kool Keith] |
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The club is open catch this |
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I wreck it swing it, sling it |
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Styles is smooth, styles is sweet |
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Styles are dope, styles that meet |
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Any rapper clappin' you'd be talkin' |
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You'd be yappin' my flow is on the go-go |
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This record's for real spin that wax in that vinyl bill |
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Check the back of the Houston tex package ass |
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Sucka's wanna step up you grab your girls fast |
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I'm in here with wack MC's in the atmosphere |
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Greasing my status Willy Smith wanna change gears |
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One-two one-two three-four man slappin' five |
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People in the back fidge your face, while I rip it live |
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I want some 2000 gamma wild motivation |
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Sex on earth, it's time I left the spacestation |
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Don't think I'm Dr. McCoy, I'll tap that butt boy |
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Rappers in my way on primetime, clearin' every day |
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You gets the bozak Peter from the Shootin' Skeeter |
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[Chorus] |
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I want da mic, yo drop the style |
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Let him rip it |
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I want da mic, yo drop it here |
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Let him flip it |
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[Kool Keith] |
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I take a second wild crime, don't smile |
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You still jealous, watch my flow in Puerto Rico |
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Like Victor Vodorellis |
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People know that Julio brother style is loco |
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Rappers souped up then gassed pump like Sunoco |
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What's up now? BeeBeeBeep's seen you talkin' walkin' |
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Switchin' bitchin' the brother's sweating on the mic |
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Girls on my tip and women chew me like a Mike 'n Ike |
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These are the keys that go to the Cadillac |
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Supersonic condoms, MC's want their barebacks |
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I draw on tails smell panties like an artifact |
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I'm in this house, it's best to keep it quiet mouse |
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You got the lice in private hair, yo you carry louse |
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Plunderjack, the bass bounce more than the ounce |
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Like Roger Troutman, people still use him now |
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Onepowered horses MC's going off the cow |
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Jump on the moose play each hair like a violin |
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You step like Bozo but the clown keep on wylin' |
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[Chorus] |
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[x4] |
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[Kool Keith] |
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The last ranger, breaker 1-9 yo smokey bear |
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Got that black Mack truck |
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With wack MC's in my pubic hair |
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What's the flim-flam with peepee on the highway |
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Girls move slow but track their trailers in their driveway |
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Who's smokin' joe now? The smith tanks are full with diesel |
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Back up your rectum piece on primetime you little weasel |
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I'm comin' through with no girls in no hairdo |
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Cover your cracks before the place smells like mildew |
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I'm Mr. Clean shoot clips through the magazine |
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Butts get wiped and shined up by the greasemachine |
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[Come on go with me over to my place] |
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Yeah, like Teddy said |
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I'm scrathing butts like the pimples on your first record |
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You wanna see and maybe folks wanna check it |
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I want the sound to throw down and make you sit down |
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And see your man, he's biting styles in the background |
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[Chorus] |
