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Which of you schnooks my rhyme book, look
it back, you're wicky-wack
With your calls, didn't touch you at all
I didn't touch your hand, man, you know it's all
You sold a few but don't get slick
'Cause you a corked bat to get those hits
Yeah you've been in the game, your is long
But when you really break it down, you've got two songs
MCs are clay pigeons and I'm shootin' skeet
I just yell pull and Mike drops the
You people call MCs but you're garbage men
Takin' out the trash you pull out the pen

And if you don't like it, then hey, you

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Now, I read about you up on six
They was trashin' your ass sad you're getting dissed
Now about your face now don't get pissed
But I suggest you see a
I keep hot sauce hot not mild and weak
It's gonna burn your mouth until you wet beak
I've got billions and billions of to flex
'Cause I've got more rhymes than Sagan's got turtlenecks
Your rhymes are fake like a Canal Street
You're hearing me and like "oh my God its Sasquatch!"
But I'm walkin' on water while you're in shit
So put sewer boots on before your ass gets licked

And if you don't like it, hey, fuck you
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you played
So put a quarter in ass 'cause you played yourself
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you yourself
So put a quarter in your ass 'cause you yourself
And it you like it, then hey, fuck you

Sucker MC's me they're resenting
In the animal kingdom call it presenting
With the doo-doo the kit and kaboodle
The truth is brutal, your kugel
Kings is my stomping ground
The Albee Mall, Brooklyn, Downtown
So don't ask me to wine and ya
I'm from Brooklyn you're from
You're Foghorn Leghorn, Yosemite Sam
You're just yellin', wildin', who I am
those lies you're telling you're like Toucan Sam
My style's impregnable like the Dam

And if you don't like it, then hey, you
And if you don't it, then hey, fuck you
Wow, a loser!