| Check it out y’all…
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| This is Aceyalone on the microphone
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| and we got my nigga Punish on the beatbox
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| and we gonna show you how WE does it…
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| Anywhere you go I am going to find you
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| And every time you flow
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| I’ll be right behind you
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| Just to let you know and
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| constantly remind you
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| You can never be as dope as I am
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| God-damn
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| Now I know you hate it when the MC ain’t fly
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| So I come in the party live
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| Chopping rappers down to size
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| I know em when I see em cause they got that look in their eyes
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| Surprise
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| Aceyalone has arrived
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| They surround around the microphone like shit attracts flies
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| I arise
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| The Thai gets me high
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| I find him, stand right behind him and I spy
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| No more than two tries; |
| either freaks it or you die
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| I waited; |
| somebody stated He’s intimidated
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| I was faded; |
| I played it like any other brother would’ve played it Nut soon as I grabbed the microphone I went into a frenzy
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| Started givin niggaz black eyes like Spuds Mackenzie
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| when that bud’s in me Now one of these niggaz tried to tell me my shit was hopeless
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| His homeboy was on the other side sayin Man your shit’s the dopest
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| All of a sudden another rapper pushed his way through the crowd
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| Came and stood in front of me and told me he was proud
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| Then he bowed, told me that he liked the way I styled
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| I thanked him, I smiled
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| then I had to be out
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| Anywhere you go I am going to find you
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| And every time you flow
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| I’ll be right behind you
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| Just to let you know and
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| constantly remind you
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| You can never be as dope as I am
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| God-damn
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| Now I’ma give shout out to all the dope MC’s in the world…
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| Y’all know who you are
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| You know I got the kinda style that everybody yearns
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| I mic check; |
| I break a niggaz nectar like Kerns
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| Cause you are a worm, you are a germ
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| and you are about to be stepped on so you should be concerned
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| iIf you have a perm then it’s permanent
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| It’s affirmative you will burn
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| Make a right turn turn
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| then a left turn
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| then a u-turn turn
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| Come all the way back, return
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| Stand stern and maybe you just might learn
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| about the firm
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| I used to be a sperm -- shoot
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| got derm
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| Nobody better not squirm
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| til my meeting is adjourned
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| Okay I’m through
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| And I rock from here to Peru
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| Vern
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| I could’ve sworn you knew
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| that AC’s having a rap sale
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| you wanna buy 1 or 2?
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| or 3 or 4 or 5
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| or 6 or 7 or 8
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| or 9 or 10 or 11
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| or 12 or 13 or 14?
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| Cause me and the mic are courting
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| My circuit breaker’s shorting
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| My memory is aborting
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| I can barely remember this flow
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| but wack MC’s ya still got another zillion miles or so to go Anywhere you go I am going to find you
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| And every time you flow
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| I’ll be right behind you
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| Just to let you know and
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| constantly remind you
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| You can never be as dope as I am
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| God-damn
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| They pushed that rapper in front of the train
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| Took him to the doctor sewed his arm on again
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| Stabbed that rapper right in his heart
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| Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
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| and then he stopped; |
| he started again
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| he forted bounced it and vomited
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| Now you know who’s the dominant dog
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| that got to be given you that rhyme style
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| man child, locked in the promised land
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| I’ma stand in the middle of an open hand
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| that’s extensive
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| Cause I don’t flow religously or relentlessly
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| for innocent-minded-ticity
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| Okay I win and the battle’s like over
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| Got a sattelite Rover
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| with a rocket telescopic sprocket pocket pulley
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| and a fully automatic stun gun cause I’m a bully
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| My hair was wooly I’m a muillion
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| a calmer Jeffrey Dahmer hater
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| I’m greater than the latest greatest innovators
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| can go to hell, cause I say this so well
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| You can whistle my melody or noel
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| You’re still gonna get the Speak n Spell
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| I get my ink from inkwell
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| my paper from the trees
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| I swell up when I eat MCs
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| so eat these
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| and stand at attention
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| did I forget to mention
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| my classes aren’t expensive
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| That’s if you are an uncomprehensive
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| Defensive sensitive
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| toy rapper
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| Little boy rapper
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| Momma’s wittle wappin man wapper
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| Now you got me reachin for my zapper
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| I’ll cut you off with a clapper
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| But that’s for old gentlemen
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| who drink coffee with cinnamon, it’ll take ten of them
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| Then again did I mention I’m potent
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| Totin holdin reloadin votin
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| with my channel changer fool
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| and since I don’t speak Greek stranger
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| I’ma give it to you in layman’s terms so you’ll learn…
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| Anywhere you go I am going to find you
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| And every time you flow
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| I’ll be right behind you
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| Just to let you know and
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| constantly remind you
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| You can never be as dope as I am
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| God-damn |