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Verse One: Pep LoveMy name be Pep Loveover the loop, I scoop, and do a flipalleyoup, put a dip in a hula hoopAnd spin her as I went in hershe`s hot like dinershe sounds like a tenorThen again I wouldn`t know, yowhat is the subjectthe way that Pep Love checkmics and throw rights and leftsDon`t move or budge yetcause Hieroglyphics in the motherfuckin houseI rips descriptions of mc`s duckin outas we step inPep and Del and Casual leave the weaponscause we flippin` this funky shit for the crowds acceptanceI`ve been around the world and I, I, I never seena crew of fresher niggaz that just be actin` all in they teensNever stallin, as soon as we fill in the sceneI bet ya that I wet ya mc`s like a dreamBringin a pow powshootin up like coke in the veins,but now, nowI`d rather have smoke in the brainWho`s the pimp?The nigga that profits when I rock shitI spincheck this shit which I have concoctedThen you can jock it[Bridge:]"Who`s it on, who`s it on, who`s it-on? [Repeat]"Verse Two: Del the Funky HomosapienYeah, it`s time I add flavor, and I`m glad I cameyour style is lame, you picked a bad time.Del will propel rhymes and tell minds to calculateWhen it comes to rhymes I know I`ll be greatInside my ride when I get it, I won`t have to kid itI`m right around the corneryou mourn or you shitted, bricksI gets my kicks with my tricks and my treatsThe agenda will send yain and out through my landscapeI will ban fakes, phony figuresNo need for alarm cause I`m the niggaYou`re in the wrong place at the wrong timeand you`ll catch a pistol whippinbut if you got a bong fineNowadays I don`t forget what is flavor, interlockinnot meant for mockin, or plagiaryI`m the major G, ask your agencyhow my pager`s free of anguish, ya strange bitchI never saw you, we all crewso you small crews gets no attentionI commence to blend, within the backgroundlike a chameleon, revealin themThis is how I track down traitors[Bridge]Verse Three: CasualI`m comin` phat, so don`t mistake dudeI gate crewsdrop that shit kidI`ll make ya kneel, bowwhen I reveal real stylesElectrocutin` we wreck the cute scene rappin, adaptincause the sacs spend his lifetime, tryin to bite mineIt`s quite funnyword to the money that they say we gettinMy crew`s judicial, you`re superficialNeed I say more, niggaz get vexednow they got me leavin bodies on the floorlike homelessI slice your spleen, I`m twice as meanYour dome is disconnected, we wreck shitniggaz don`t know how to flowThat disgusts me, and keeps me bustinI must clean the Hip-HopI`m avare, no one can compareI fiend to hear a nigga who can flow betterYou no betterHieroglyphics runnin` shit from here till after fo`everso clever Mc`s take shorts because Jooooohn. . .knows who`s it on

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