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[Black Thought]Uh huhuhAnd it weights a ton`riq geez motherfuckers I`m a son of a gunBlack master of any trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor blade under the tongueclear my path and come get your captain hungTrying to breath like black`ll collapse your lungsYoung chump you could choke off the web I spunI done cleared `em out from the threat I brungYou done heard about what set I`m fromMy nigga, word-a-mouth little rule-a-thumbY`all better bow down when the ruler comeI`m a real hood nigga not a hood-a-lumThe way Thought put it down be confusin` some of y`allcats can`t walk while chewin` your gum `n allWith a keyboard got do with a drum `n allSchool `em on stage like I`m doin` a seminarProfessional type, I`m adjusting my micGo to war kid I`ll give you any weapon you likeGive you something to run from, bust off your dum-dumStop kid, that hot shit you know where it come fromIt`s philly world-wide phenomenomAnd reinforcin` that shit is my 9-to-5And when I finish making you recognizeI`m getin` at a couple civilized women that`s tryin` to rideYou were waitin` on the raw to come off the oilYou wanna get the bitches up off the wallJust to see you smile and enjoy yourselfTo keep you in health, this for all of y`allI`m quick on the draw like Black McGrawAnd I can`t tell what y`all cats rappin` forMy name `riq geez and I`m back for moreTo get more chips than the corner storewith a portrait of Malcom X on the doorwhile I`m eatin` MCs like a carnivoreMatter fact, ease back `fore you get harmedRing the, warning horn when I`m gon` performThe first nigga that move, or disturb the gooveI`m a have y`all flicks on the evening newsPlay y`all part - get on y`all P`s and Q`sAnd when y`all think Thought, be prepared to loseBring money to spend and somebody to lendAnd some worthwhile money not twenties and tensGet took for your tuck right in front of your `hensWho coulda help you nigga, not none of ya friendsBecause, I put a black fist under ya chinHave your physical remains found under the penIf I`m coming up in the place, I`m coming to winWasn`t in it for a minute, now I`m dumbin` again`riq geez ock, y`all can chat what y`all pleaseReceive what I`m gonna give back to y`all please`cuz y`all don`t really wanna get clapped with all theseMy man, you can take y`all strap when y`all leaveYou see the squad come in the place, they all freezeIce cold, with his mellow cool breezeMCs, never showed loyalty yetKool Herc ain`t never get a royalty checkI do work, no question, and bomb your setI`m calm collect, sharp like my name GilletteRIP my man GilletteUntil I touch the mic, y`all people ain`t seen danger yetI`m a decorated vet, I regulate and wreckNever hesitated yet, I`m gettin` heavy weighted checksIf you would dare ask if I`m dedicated - yesI spit, live rounds that would penetrate a vestNigga, take ya seats I`m a demonstrate a testHow to freak the beats, so gangsta freshAnd it thump, from the east coast to BangladeshBig bank, willy gank smoke the thing to deathBut hold tight, cuz it`s not over yetI don`t even feel like I`m not sober yetAnd it ring like shots in the projects new year`s eveAnd it ain`t even October yetI`m a big bounty hunter like Boba FettY`all more shell shocked then a soldier getIf the prize in my sights then I`m goin` for thisWhoo whoo `riq geez be the ultimateI`m the corporate, give me the bulk of this`riq set it on the magnetic ultra tipGet down how you `posed to getI got nothing to lose, I`m a killer with no regretsI`m like young LL, cuz I`m hard as hellMakin` niggaz screw face like GargamelNow I`m all out on my own like Patty LaBellePut the pimp game down on your mademoiselleKeep the beat goin`Keep the beat goin`

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