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[Verse One] [Shabaam Sahdeeq]: It's our time Chalk it up to experience I'll rope you up After the track dope you up Have you fiendin' like a methadone clinic until I finish Tracks I gracefully spit on, MC's I shit on Your name will mean nothin' after I start crushin' over percussion Drinkin' vodka like a wild Russian My name holds weight like a freight train But I'm slept on like a bum in the last car, awake y'all Where the screetches stop, the speakers stop cause y'all The enemy on the low, but I just ain't know But right here we got the got the best spitters Voice paint pictures like Michelangelo On the ceiling of a cathedral I'll feed you with nothing but intelligent thug ism Knowledge and wisdom, my words shine colors in the prism I'm livin' spendin' they buckets, started fuckin' I'm gone Knockin' my own songs, fondling on some thongs Of a long legged Amazon Shotgun with her skirt on Suckin' an Icee Thinkin' she gon' be wifey I'm nice see Oh you only see MTV? Lot of empty MC's, none of them see me [Verse Two] [UG]: Yo Barry Bonds rap, you know how I do with mines The game tried to ban me, say I'm juicing my lines And usin' nine Make niggas lose they mind with it As soon as I click it and cock it I send a rocket I lift it, I pop it, I'm sick with the topic, this kid a prophet I spit it the hardest, my bitch is a goddess My shit is the hardest I'm a problem Who want it in here? I flip like David Banner changin' a spare I aim it right there And blow your face into space for real Undertaker, the space in the ground to fill I pound your grill Into mince meat I'm simply The best mahfucka, hear the tec mahfucka Blaaaaa [Verse Three] [Casual]: Let's bet royalty checks, I'm comin' to collect mahfucka Right in front of Jacobs to fit it, if it's a skank I'mma get it They hatin' I said, "Baby wait for a minute." I stay fly Your boy aviation lieutenant And they be patient Knowin' that it's hard to shook me Silence struck, when they seen Sarge salute me Beats will ? , bacon soda rhymer When I tell them that I'm takin' over, they thank a soldier Ankle holster, Velcro strap where my Achilles is We're willy's but really it's who spit the silliest I'm in my poetical prime, puffin' plenty purple Kill half ya cypher Leave you with a semi-circle You rap war, but can you shoot? You get starved out, I carved out of bamboo shoot And spit a flow blow dark at your so so art Your boy coco, you niggas never show no hearts Steppin' to Jojo I rap with the rap mortician is awful One rap blew out his latissimus dorsi So keep it poppin' while y'all niggas big gun coppin' But niggas run like they brought stockings I Bernard Hopkins The jaw droppin' with no options [Verse Four] [Sean Price]: Ayo 'Pac got shot (damn) Biggie got shot (pssst) Gravy got shot (who?) Nobody cares Sean Price, duke I'm takin' it there Matter fact, tie one hand around my back, bitch I'm makin' it fair Brownsvillein' Run up on a clown, the pound kill him Antibiotic rap, the track is penicillin Party people P is a poet, the poem please you Power to the people, the pistol pop paralegals Listen My aim's the truth, I aim and shoot You found dumped in the trunk bitch, Rae Carruth Sean Price I don't play in the booth, I go in so Never bet again me my nigga, there's no wins Yes yes y'all and ya don't stop S Double, Sean P will get ya shot Yes yes y'all and ya don't quit U.G./Casual is the ultimate bitch