| I’m jumpin all over this track like a trampoline
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| You can call me the master of seen and unseen
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| I’m like a glad-lock zip, makin MCs turn green
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| And ever since the age of 7 was a hip hop fiend
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| Sendin a shout to the bad seed, my man Dupree
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| representin Diamond district all the way from queens
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| Woulda finished up the album but I bought the play station
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| Now we sit for hours playin 4 mcs an education
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| I release stress with my ball point pen
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| Making it scroll from left to right and back again
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| Representin for the league 7 women 2 men
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| Cuz we got 9 players on the team a. |
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| Not players in the sense that we sick for style
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| It’s like I bounce on funky tracks with the lyrical style
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| From the field to the studio the game stays on
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| From the present to infinity my vocals stay strong
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| Y’all might know me from I drop my style like this
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| It’s bliss when the microphone’s inside my fist
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| I kiss all the sex goodbye, it’s hard to resist
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| Now I drink the liquid down it makes my system pissed
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| Of alcohol, fibreglass, and rhymes my body consists
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| I twist the ritz claim your style short like a brisk
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| It’s What? |
| sendin a shout-out to Critical Chris
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| Who’ll pick all commercial rappers suckin on lips
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| Sometimes vex when I flex my ill pen needs
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| Sometimes in the mic checks my voice is too weak
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| I never claimed to be the best MC that grabbed the mic
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| I just got a tendency to give the people what they like
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| I’m on the top, you’re on the bottom, like the caste system
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| I speak in people gettin shocked like lightnin flash victims
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| I inject methadone and watch your body crack up
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| Never get too close when you be neck stacked up
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| Got my verbs nouns and adjectives in perfect form
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| Reigning over MCs like a linguistical storm
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| On this I kicks off beat style drum easily
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| Ella pours and flip back your sucker mcs an you’re not ready
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| I’m havin smooth and headin rough and spittin burnin and skippin
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| Still then hoppin and kickin flippin front to back back to front Side to side
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| This what the track is outlined don’t think that y’all niggers can handle this
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| Turnin bilingual rip it in Spanglish
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| Uno, do dos, do tres, do quatro
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| What what stupid mcs like gespacho
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| Don’t pick up the apparatus actin all macho
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| This style is meant to be eaten like nachos
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| I drop so I end this but i will return
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| Resource and Herbalise and let the sex be burned |