| I don’t gay bash, I straight diss, rate this
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| Underground cats hate this
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| Your rap’s weightless, while mine’s heavy like my thoughts be
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| Applaud me, my presence: godly
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| I’ll take the mic stand, throw it like a javelin
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| Rip the cable, beat you with turntable
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| Put your head through the stage on a rampage
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| Smack your man as he bringin' you the bandaids
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| Talk about a fake crew
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| Your posse just met and your hype man hates you
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| And tell your girl still standing in line
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| Aye yo, don’t wear Ecco and Gucci at the same time
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| (You should know) the two just don’t mix
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| Kinda like most DJs who do tricks
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| You been doin' this since 1986, right?
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| So why can’t you blend tight?
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| (Put your mouth on board, put your brain in gear)
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| (ba da buh ba…)
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| (Don't front, get up, let me know whats happenin')
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| (ba da buh ba ba…)
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| (Put your mouth on board, put your brain in gear)
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| (ba da buh ba…)
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| (this is the jam)
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| (ba da buh ba ba…)
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| I. Crush. |
| MCs. |
| Down to dust
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| When I bus' lines like greyhound
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| Stay down, control your peeps on the playground
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| Come back when you’re serious
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| You don’t deserve to be wearing this title of MC
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| Or that 'B' hat, give it to me
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| literally, hurt you critically
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| Whether kickin' a free or doin' that shit physically
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| You better listen to me, learn how to fuckin' rap
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| Your engineer’s fingertips are wearing out the decals on your ADAT
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| Machine (know what I mean)
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| We can battle on the mic, battle on the tables
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| Battle at a party that was thrown by your label
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| If the loser has to leave, and smoked a bag of weed to get bids
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| You’d be hidin' outside like
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| (Put your mouth on board, put your brain in gear)
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| (ba da buh ba…)
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| (Don't front, get up, let me know whats happenin')
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| (ba da buh ba ba…)
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| (Put your mouth on board, put your brain in gear)
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| (ba da buh ba…)
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| (this is the jam)
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| (ba da buh ba ba…)
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| (Put your mouth on board, don’t front)
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| (Get up, let me know whats happenin')
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| (Put your mouth on board, stay cool)
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| (Stay cool, give me some space)
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| (Put your mouth on board, get up)
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| (Dont front, don’t front)
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| (Put your mouth on board, put your brain in gear)
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| (Never givin' up cuz I persist to be the dopest) |