| Peep my credentials involving instrumentals
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| Rhymes massage the cells in your mental
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| Relieves you of the babblin' that you was used to
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| Ever since the departing days of the Juice Crew
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| My style been milk like a bottle of YooHoo
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| Was never MC monkey see monkey do
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| I move through baby all natural
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| Pose for Illadelph when I gets lyrical
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| Ou-ou like Cool Cee used to do
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| I make the kids wanna Ra like Afu
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| Shouts to Mecca 'cause the Planets mad digable
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| Allow me to pause and hit the mark, nanu-nanu
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| Wordplay
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| My aura is psychedelic, flow non-prehistoric
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| Metamorphic, boric like acid, no hat tricks, a classic
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| So park that ass like Jurassic
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| And check the matrix
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| Completion like seven to overshadow the triple six
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| Complimenting zig-a-zigs
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| With wisdom like Five Percenters when doing mathematics
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| Flips scripts like acrobatics
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| Intrinsic in rapping like insulin to diabetics
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| Text is didactic with nutrients like Mueslix
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| On wax flex facts like hydraulics when vexed
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| To catch flicks by Miramax or Kodak
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| I looks beyond the door like 100x
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| The wordplay
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| Break out analogies like pollen do allergies
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| Got the vocab like the Fugees to collect Gs
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| Top Bill like Bellamy
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| Shocking hardcore heads like electricity
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| Cuts come complimentary of disc jockey Sean-Ski
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| Yo vocally Bahama-D be easy like Mo Bee
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| Raps react radio act like DJ Ran and Colby
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| To the Roots like Malik B
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| Flows pose as noise reduction on MCs like Dolby
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| Down by law like felonies
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| Catchy like T-B Essential to the elements like Ceceley
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| The wordplay |