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[sound of Keith Murray intro from Mary J. Blige `What`s the 411` tape which I could swear has been set to B.I.G.`s "Who Shot Ya" based on the sound of the beat (Artifacts assure me that this is Mary J. Blige)]"My subliminals, mixed with criminal chemicals Got more mily syllables than alphabet cereal..."*car door slams*Tame: I gots ta get this bag of bam ba zi, fuck this!"You know who the fuck I am so get off that old bullshucks!" --> Redman (scratched sample)"He ain`t shit, you ain`t shit, your momma ain`t shit, daddy ain`t shit" --> Redman (scratched sample)[Tame One]If I had it my way, every wack MC would die FridayMakin Saturday a better daySunday wouldn`t start your week off til MondayOne day tunes I wrote yesterday will be tomorrow`s scriptures for todayAt high noon, Boom Skwad Gods with knowledgeHoller at apostles, who squalor in despair, despisin those who followSwallowin pride like St. Ide`s while you stare... take a drinkDon`t think in a eyeblink I won`t start my hijinksand hijack a flight [Yeah right, when?]Tomorrow night, cause off the record with the treble and the bassI chase my lyrics through the rap raceLast place is simply not an option in my caseWaste not want not because I front notThe Notty keeps his lyrical shotty cockedand locked up at your temple, over instrumentals("It`s all in your mind") you No. 2 like the pencilThe Boom Skwadron, Godson, who got the Bop GunThe top gun, from the jump like DatsunI got one, candy-coated rote rhymes skits I shit on when I get onThen flip the scripts like I had Zips onIt`s on like electrical, my symmetricalalphabetic keeps my competition ridin on my testicles("he ain`t shit, you ain`t shit, ain`t nobody shit")You to the rescue, let me test youWho the best crew, most definitehas to be the Skwad cause I`m the PresidentAll you misrepresenters with your twelve inches need pinchesWake the fuck up and check out what this is("he ain`t shit, you ain`t shit, your momma ain`t shit, ain`t nobody shit")I can`t see nuttin but victoriesMC`s think they can get to me, then bring itCause once I pass the blunt to my Lieutenant then we in itFor the infinite, no play playThe notty headed Newark nigga from NJ and the Sensairepresent fully, playin bullies out for yappinThinkin you`ll be rappin, get tapped and say you scrappinWhile I been waitin hatin fake MC`s that make they baconwith passion, rippin up they stickers for reactionPracticin on rap has-beens, I`m down with the Biz like BackspinDissin Mikes like the JacksonsThick like the lips on that Fugee chickHard like the dicks in booty flicksDissin niggaz like a snooty bitch (trick)I only pop a coochie if it smells GucciGet the lucci hit it for months and then smoke blunts with the hoochies("What`s the flavor Dunn" - Tame)You know the flavor like blue cheeseon how I make crews bleed and school MC`s who try to do me("He ain`t shit, you ain`t... ahh motherfucker") "Do me baby, do me baby"("he ain`t shit, you ain`t shit...") "bom ba zi, it ain`t over motherfuckers"("He ain`t shit, you ain`t shit")Outro: Rhino CMZ75% water, H2O, PE, alcohol, oilDependin on temperature, what`s the hot shit?Rhino, Tame, Boom Skwad, Hidden DescentINI, Reflections, check the TwinsAight God, recognize what`s fakeTime to turn platinum to purple chromeGreen purple yellow red white chrome

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