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[Imani] "None of that's true", we do it not you That' why I got you, stuck on to my style like glue The crew, definitely is back again But I'm back to win, so just tell a friend That I'm still twisting and bending Minds and rhymes until the very end With the rhymes, and the loops Stomping out wack troops in my big black boots Collecting respect and the loot! From the way I grab the microphone and execute "Iahp's" think I'm cute [Bootie Brown] (SAY WHAT?) Yo man, I pay them no attention I stay deep into the cut Cause I leave the tricks alone cause the name is not David Copper-Filled pockets, never made it don't hate it So let it be stated Niggas couldn't fade it with an edit And Xerox M.C.'s are pathetic They tryin' to duplicate but they're comin' out synthetic The name is Bootie Brown and phony M.C.'s forget it [Hook x2] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre We do it this way We do it this way [Fatlip] I step toward the MIC grinnin' The lyrical imperial award winnin' Rhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it Because my shit be poppin' Like gin and juice I seduce these iahps to get loose when I'm droppin' These rhymes on drums like my nigga Def Jef My style is more unknown than what happens after death I come fresh like your breath after your brush Wack MC's like that orange soda get crushed [Slim Kid3] Well it's apparent, that many are so transparent You can't believe ya eyes when ya staring It's ghostly and mostly the wise who Get the to run this game before ya eyes to To tell you lies in gold glitter For many moons I've been a go getter Took miles of manure from the purest bullshitters Now them muthafuckas ain't wit us to get us M-walk shake the cut through their neutro-transmitter [Hook x2] [Imani] You must respect me cause I come directly from my internal While my eternal infernos steadily towering And over-powering, all sour sounding Wishing, wishy-washy competition Definitely wack and lackin' any stable ammunition Change ya mission, men and listen My way of salutations get no validations Just rejections and ejections outta my Hitachi [Slim Kid3] Come on and taste the real, step on inside And confide in the feel I reside By steel waters just a gear on the wheel No fear on the steel just a Son of Jiva who won't leave my field
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