| All this catches, macking these hoes with Peter Loffet
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| But we the new rap pack, Conglomerate distributed
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| I’m bigger than the industry, you gonna have to live with it
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| To capture time is the key
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| Component words trapped in my mind so I seize
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| The moment, words freeze opponents
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| Pre-fees are on it, I’m a cancer
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| Can’t really think, and no MC’s they want it
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| That’s why they get me like palionthologist
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| The word naive backwards is evian, swallow this
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| I win battles yo, it’s way beyond politics
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| I work up through cells like a crazy anthalogist
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| In metaphors, I have mine, rap is in my enzymes
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| Got a hundred-ten lines, I’m ready to defend mine
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| I’m like a broken rubber band, they say that I snap
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| But ask the people, they’ll tell you it’s the way that I rap
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| I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
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| «With that freestyle, you better get shot»
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| I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
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| «Your battling is written»
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| I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
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| «who, who, who, who got beef?»
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| I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
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| I freestyle erratically, for those that want to battle me
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| I spit fire flame, I’ll demolish your entire game
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| It’s like I work for NASA, cause I’m just on a higher plane
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| This ain’t rapping, I’m just hitting you with CHI game
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| I get you higher than Richard Prior when the guy came
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| My show’s traffic, but I ain’t Mike Douglas
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| When I attack the mic, both black and white love this
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| J U, with the brain of ten scholars
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| I catch my hoes on the rebound like Ben Wallace
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| Intergalactic tactics get pimped
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| All I need is a fifth of this yack to get bent
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| And some dro when the mack in
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| At shows I be snapping, on tracks is Emmaculate
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| Hoes, they be clapping, my flow’s never lacking
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| For those in the back and
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| I blow when I rap, you should’ve known it would happen
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| Plus I let it rock like Bobby Brown and Whitney
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| I rap like noone out there could fuck with me
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| Now with these verses and this herb, I’m like Jackson Hewitt
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| I get you green but I add a little taxes to it
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| What would the whole world do, if they had to admit
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| Juice was just as nasty with the pen and pad when I spit
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| So if the freestyles iare real, and the writing is real
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| Then who the fuck else is this tight in the IL
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| I don’t be hating on these CHI cats that moved away
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| I just got time invested, so I choose to stay
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| Kanye dropped and Twista’s my homie G
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| And Kan' told me that the next spot belong to me
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| I do not wear pink, and I am no Diplomat
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| New York niggas using CHI slang, nigga picture that
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| Not signed to Arista, I am no aristocrat
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| Blessed with the gift of rap, and nobody could get with that
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| Think this shit is split like Timberlake and Britney
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| I rap like noone out there could fuck with me |