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Masta Ace, Inc.

Ain`t U Da Masta

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Here come the jams, yo punks, guard your domesIt`s the man with the mad new styles and funky poemsSo strike one, strike two, strike three, you`re outOf luck, Jack, fuck that, grab your nuts and shout(Ain`t you the Masta?) Yep, I`ve always beenAnd then, I`m a stab a fucking critic with his penSo write that, put that in your magazine and stick itI`m wicked, just like a witch when I kick itSo break out your charts and scales and try to rate meGive me a one, son, yep I hope you hate meCause I`m a keep on bringing it, I`m swinging itSharp like glass til your punk ass is swinging itRiff-raff, your whole damn staff I have to cut upI drop bombs, I`m fatter than your moms, so what up?I come from the planet of raps on, oh yeahBeam me up Steady, there`s no skills down hereSo there, you little punk sitting in your chairSoon you`re gonna know the score kids, I swear (Ain`t you the Masta?) Yep, I`m the Masta (Repeat 4x)I hits you hard kids, you`re barred from the mic andRhymes kick like Pele, rough like a dyke andPraise me, Masta, off beat, the healerRap style`s deisel like an 18-wheelerSo get that weak style out of my pathI`m turbo, I drop lines long like Nostran Ave.So danger, I`m burning from Monday to SundayI`m hot like some niggas 10 deep in a HyndaiSo make way, I drop mad heavy like the FridgeI`m sacking, you`re wack and you`re over like the bridgeThis little rabbit tried to diss me, but fuck itI got duckets, one day that rabbit kicks the bucketYou know (I know) You know (I know)You know, you know, well yo follow where I goJane, stop this crazy thing if I singSome love shit and dress mad fly, I`d be the kingAnd be seen on the covers of like 27 booksBut I`m too proud to beg, so suck this, you crooksYou`re only as good as your last jam, it`s trueYour shit`s new, everybody wants an interviewBut then, oh how quick they forgetWith no hit, they like "Who`s that?" They full of shitAnd straight up, my patience is starting to wear shortI`m gonna land blows like your head was an airportSay cheese you theif, let me see your teethCause I`m Ultra-magnetic, magnetic like Kool KeithSo abra, cadabra, presto and change-oThe off-beat, on-beat style is kinda strange yoIt dops here, it drops there, it`s off then it`s onTo the breaka, to the breaka, to the breaka of umm dawnHere I come with bones by the sack forSpraypaint, I tage my f-ing name on your back, punk (Ain`t you the Masta?) Yep, I`m the Masta (Repeat 4x)

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