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[El Da Sensei]Yo yo yo, huh hahSmooth diff` in this, y`all know what`s goin on with this right hereYo it`s Shawn J., bust itIt`s goin down like thatEl Da Sensei hah, for the `9-8F.T., Mike Zoot, Prince Po` huh, Pharoahe MonchThe Frontline, huhYou don`t know what`s up with this, uhh uhhYou don`t know what`s up with thisDoin drama like dis do`, yo check it out check it outMy vendetta in this form of musical songis to enlighten and brighten the mind through instrument and rhymeAnd fix those inadequate flows that don`t adaptMakin snacks on wax plates for DJs to scratch[Pharoahe Monch]Fast slash, cross hatch slash, cross patchEvery word of mine will be verbally so tight to matchThat or that I hit you harder than Caterpillar trucksIn the lab where we collaborate or matter will erupt[Mike Zoot]From a, music martyr, bust mortar, break the orderTorch your sound texture, fire water`s in my auraYour future forefather, your new wave slave wrapped in chains and amuletsand hard to earn assets[F.T.]Yo, niggas game playin but not name sayinMy aim`s sprayin, I get mine that`s why you stay waitinand vacatin, whether you know it or not, I`ma blow up the spotIf you owe me a lot, I`ma show up with Glocks[Prince Poetry]And you`re still wet, pull up your socks, suspend the artSizzle like woks, underground spots, from the city to the boondocksBounce, double wishbone suspension like shocksMultiple plans and plots, word [Chorus - all] You know we shine with rhymes all the time Keep in mind don`t test these MCs who bless (Word) Test these MCs You know we shine with rhymes all the time Keep in mind don`t test these MCs who bless (Word) Test these MCs (Word what ugh) Test these MCs[El Da Sensei]I spit fire satire, indeed bleed, phenomenal demographicsBroadcast my rhyme forecast to eager addictsPave a path many can`t outlastWho these cats who blast gats rehearsin lines for a movie cast?But as a centrail, blaze the track engageInstamatic sporadic insight pays for dayswith their sickening floss, flip on tracks like Dominique DawesPause, date back, flows is gettin flashback[Pharoahe Monch]My existence, spirits in animated film, three-dimensionally roller scopedWith cloakin devices, skates, stoges and a motor boatI hold the Pope for ransom, it`sthe handsomest, assassinatin Satan, leavin the world Marilyn Manson-lessI`m in the streets like SesameThe recipe - to kill, attain da mil/DeMille like Cecille B.The rest`ll be the aftermath, the most got statisticsPharoahe Monch, Steve Post about to lift it[Mike Zoot]I gotta get mine, give it back so you can get yours[Prince Poetry]I gotta get mine, give it back so you can get yours[Mike Zoot]I gotta get mine, give it back so you can get yoursYo yo UHH WHATI`m leavin your staff mated, makin these crabs hate itI lotta fags rate it and thought I got stagnatedI`m not some rap nigga that you`re dyin to meetJust another hungry brother real hungry and tryin to eatAnd in the streets you better rely on your feetBabies is feelin iron, cryin to sleepPlus the government is supplying the heatThey goin psychotic in prison cos of the economic additionsplus sex and drugs in the bleachers[F.T.]3-4 come up, run up in beefcake gun butt-upsCrush truck chains, the wirey gold frameschains sums up, the dollars, white collar, blue RangeEat my dust up, ten in the bucket in the left lane gainin momentumCum sendin comers, fair game, a lot of sumtin sumtinAll in or nothin, silence the sufferinCan`t stand the strugglin, some resume games to stain jugglinI muscled in and scribbled my name[Prince Poetry]Belittle your brain, the true grain riddle your frameGot you forfeitin the bitch by the middle of the gameHostile, impossible to stop below the freeBuck em down, shook em nothin at the top of the keyPrince, I`m nippatant, magnificent moves, strategicSmash joints, leavin the track paraplegicRepeat it for those who need it, niggas catch the vibeFish `n grits, hot sauce, forever embedded inside Chorus[Mike Zoot - Outro]What, ugh, yo, yeah come on, yeah yeahBy my nigga El Da Sensei, Mike Zoot, ynahI`msayin?Okay, F.T., GuesswhyldI gotta fresh style

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