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It been a while now I'm back, playing the beat on a track, Lyrically I attack, I'm an M C, So naturally, That's how I react, You might not get my psych, goin ape shyte crazy, chasin these monkeys of my back, I guess opposites still attract. Rapidly rapping raps, spitting facts, I'm what these other cats lack, cut from another cloth, Can't cut'em no slack, This rifts, rat, I'm way better than that I master my craft Like captain kirk taking a bath higher than an aircraft Plotting my path like a hovercraft Fully prepared for the crash. These other guys, think they fly, I just laugh. They get puff up, While I pass by, getting Roughed up, crossing my path Iooking like ironman with this mic in my hand, Feels like I'm hold a staff. Like a titan, I clash. I am the better man, check my clasp, I got a better plan, Better lyrical grasp, I'm so smooth, These other rappers, rap sound like *** I land minds, no gymnastic class my geographic quadgraphics better than a veteran with a can of V8 in his hand Still crazy from the war, tasted the blood of a warrior, Now I'm thirsty for more. I'm dropping bombs like the army core in 94 With more confidence than Al b sure on tour Finding common sense scattered all over the floor Picking up feed back on channel 4 Turning the microphones up, Then slam it to the floor, Cause I don't want to rap anymore, Back and forth I go, It's all a part of the flow, I'm just putting on a show, rhythm book, pinned up, It's a wrap, flow after flow, Pulling up, getting my spins up, The treble and bass doing chin ups, While I'm spitting rhythms galore,
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 8:09 AM UTC
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It been a while now I'm back, playing the beat on a track, Lyrically I attack, I'm an M C, So naturally, That's how I react, You might not get my psych, goin ape shyte crazy, chasin these monkeys of my back, I guess opposites still attract. Rapidly rapping raps, spitting facts, I'm what these other cats lack, cut from another cloth, Can't cut'em no slack, This rifts, rat, I'm way better than that I master my craft Like captain kirk taking a bath higher than an aircraft Plotting my path like a hovercraft Fully prepared for the crash. These other guys, think they fly, I just laugh. They get puff up, While I pass by, getting Roughed up, crossing my path Iooking like ironman with this mic in my hand, Feels like I'm hold a staff. Like a titan, I clash. I am the better man, check my clasp, I got a better plan, Better lyrical grasp, I'm so smooth, These other rappers, rap sound like *** I land minds, no gymnastic class my geographic quadgraphics better than a veteran with a can of V8 in his hand Still crazy from the war, tasted the blood of a warrior, Now I'm thirsty for more. I'm dropping bombs like the army core in 94 With more confidence than Al b sure on tour Finding common sense scattered all over the floor Picking up feed back on channel 4 Turning the microphones up, Then slam it to the floor, Cause I don't want to rap anymore, Back and forth I go, It's all a part of the flow, I'm just putting on a show, rhythm book, pinned up, It's a wrap, flow after flow, Pulling up, getting my spins up, The treble and bass doing chin ups, While I'm spitting rhythms galore,
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 8:09 AM UTC
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