| Aw yeah, aw yeah
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| It’s just an I.N.C. |
| thing, ya know
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| For now and forever
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| For the 9 everything
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| Lord Digga in the house
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| DJ Lord Kasim, Cella Dwellas ya know
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| This ain’t off the top of the head but it’s still a freestyle for those that
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| don’t know the real meaning
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| Check it out…
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| One time for your mental zone, I’m prone
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| To wreck this microphone, leave me alone
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| I’m in my own world, watch your girl
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| I get juice like Jheri curl, mix styles like swirl
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| I handle, like Pearl but it’s mics I grip
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| Yikes I rip, no one gets hype like I get
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| I rock when I skate roll and bounce, so get down
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| I wrecks boys to men from every H town
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| Watch as I pound and give MC’s the shakes
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| Flakes, I make more noise than car brakes
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| So vroom vroom as I zoom and shift gears and blaze
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| Amaze, and break down styles like Hyundais
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| So praise, this here rap skills is tight
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| My shit’s thick like shakes from Castle White
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| No switch that
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| And put the Castle last as I wrassle past
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| Weak rappers that’s more flammable than gas
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| So roll him around
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| Roll him around, roll him around
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| I’m holding 'em down
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| My lyrics grow from the ground
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| Until it’s gigantic, don’t panic
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| I’m botanic like the garden, I’m starting
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| To get a green thumb, and I seen some
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| Try to get fly like roaches from Texas
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| But why?
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| Would you want to flam and get foul like ham
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| Damn
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| Digga did you see that Grand Am?
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| I never seen no kit like that
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| Shit like that is lethal
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| Thems my kind of people
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| Dig it while I rip it
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| Check it while I wreck it
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| That’s what we’s about to do
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| I never heard a sound played so heavy and so clear
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| Oh yeah I swear this is my year to tear
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| And just uh, get the best of, the rest of
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| Wack MC’s that talk more shit than Esther
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| You’re crazy like Compton and Brownsville
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| And the sounds will wax that ass and pound still
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| This is the thunder from up under
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| The power, I tower
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| And get mad busy like rush hour
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| Niggas know my lyrical history
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| It’s no mystery so I want this to be understood
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| I burn more than Chuck D in Hollywood
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| And I probably should, say what I want to say
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| Call me benchwarmer cause nigga I don’t play
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| When it come to bass, I explode the planet
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| Dammit
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| And then jack more sons than Janet
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| Anytime, anyplace I burn like perm
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| Germ
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| I’m damaging domes like ringworm
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| I rip mics from Jordan, Tyson, to Irvin
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| Bolton to Keaton, Jackson I’m serving
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| Suckers like a waiter
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| So they betta play the side
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| And I’m deep like the dish in your rims
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| And that’s the ride
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| It’s like that kids |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Freestyle ? , by - Masta Ace Incorporated. Song from the album Sittin' On Chrome, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп