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Yah Like that y'all Uh huh Like...that Fort minor, sob Yah Like this..listen Mike- attention please I only need a second To make a mental impression directly on any record so Gimme space to move, room to prove i'm stupid with the p's and q's Ladies and gentlemen i'm sendin' you bendin'Pretendin' the pen is a needle i'm injectin' the venom And i'll be damned if i let another man get to me I'll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry I'm back with fury attack quickly Sick with a bic pen all up in your shit man Ya never knew the flow was sick as this (bitch listen)And now i'm lettin' you know Gotta grip on these tracks That you wish you got Gotta clique full of assholes, i kid you not So when that mixtape's done and that album drops Ryu and tak and me got it loaded and locked Believe it Ryu- you still breathin'? i'm cockin' and squeezin'( ? ) nope, i don't give a fuck who sees it Broad days sittin' sideways Stuffed in a small cave for three fuckin' weeks 'til you reek like dog waste Really, i put a punk in his place Let's see if he freestyles with a pump in his face Got somethin' to say? please. better keep it a secret The streets got hideous ways of handin' him beef bits So eat shit, hate it or love it The underdogs on top Gettin' faded tellin' people to suck it Buckin' 'em down for real while you fuckin' around I'm stuck in the house for months tryin to sharpen my skills So how does it feel?You maynes wanna claim my throne You got a better chance gettin Danny hayes on the phone Good luck. i flame suckers 'til they're black and crispy Sneakin' heat up in the club like a flask of whisky Tak- i'm here to crack the roof in You got a nice watch, but your raps are useless You better cut the crap 'fore i snap some nooses And leave you ( ? ) losin' on some afternoon sheee-it I hit the streets with a (cake and batter?) for fun Just to spit bleach in his face It's lunchtime punk, open the face Hit you with a punchline 'til you choke on your teeth Catch me at the show rockin' in that tipsy mode Like angels and demons unlockin' davinci's code One drop in the (cannister?) people split the globe Blowin' every planet to shit once i hit the road You in the tight bitch, cut you with apathy I'm on the night shift see i hustle like cassidy So kick that shit sound and let the west coast see One of the illest mayne Ribkat from sob
