| I’d like to introduce myself
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| I be the, your majesty
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| The Tsar
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| Master of the ceremony
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| Master of any occasion
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| What would the alphabet be without the F?
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| Or the G when the the letters are supreme
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| I grew up the be the father of my cypher of MCs
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| My sons and daughters needed diapers
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| I plant seed all across the atlas
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| As far as these rap kids, baby paw was active
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| Left a lot of ink on a lot of sheets
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| Gave birth to a new me every few weeks
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| Why? |
| Everybody wanna be the F
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| Please, just be yourself, that’s what I suggest
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| Jesus Christ the young buck’s nice when I clutch mics
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| Set fire to niggas like stuffed pipes
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| The rugged and rough type
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| Strutting and scuffed Nikes
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| Gutter but I always had a lust for the lush life
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| I turn iron to gold like an alchemist
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| Nigga there’s only one F in the alphabet
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| It be the F-A crooked letter
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| Who you know do it better
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| You ain’t gotta spell the rest
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| Just call me the letter F
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| Once again
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| It be the F-A crooked letter
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| Who you know do it better
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| You ain’t gotta spell the rest
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| Just call me the letter F
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| As if it be any better than the sixth letter
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| When will he slip? |
| Never
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| Who mislead 'em Huh?
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| Twist letters
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| Passing spliffs with my big bredren
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| High enough to kiss the heavens
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| Stick figure, dick bigger than Nick’s cannon
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| Plenty chickens I did damage, the kids manage
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| T o blow up despite
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| The fact had to grow up in the home of the three strikes
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| Where no one succeeds
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| It’s like I was one out of a hundred
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| Motherfuckers who had got just what in wanted in life
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| I had the hunger
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| To be unstoppable, conquer every obstacle
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| Accomplish the impossible
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| Partner I got a lot to lose
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| Too much love, too much pride
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| Way too much pressure for just one guy
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| Soul of the west, behold it’s the best
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| Master of the ceremony better known as the F
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| It’s like that and uh |