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I brought that shit in '96
Before you knew the underground or existed
I watched the whole scene straight on the dick
stepping to KCR lit and flexing my shit
No gun talk, no gimmicks, just rounds of raw
Dirty intelligent wit and word murdering
A hardcore informed without burglary
Potent and shook the out of rappers who just learned of me
Everytime I prescribe a new pill,
Quickly defined the standard for indie rap
unafraid shit developed riding a train thinking of brain fucks
Bad Touch Example, that soon bucks
Had everybody sprung wondering where I from
Screaming out, Independent as fuck, with an tongue
With an indelible of design monsters
Innovating the styles that made biters like imposters
So we scripted an album and signed to
Selling a hundred without a radio chart hit
Imposterous son is the world hostage
Classic hip hop bombage dirty style progress
Now I've come the '80s juvenile Brooklyn
Where cats was like Gimme that subway pass, kid. Good
Now someone else is taking a with what's mine
So I had to develop styles with a device cooked in
So I battled in basements I had eight sentences
Waiting for the four you had laced in
And I was taught to wait patient,
Only faggots make shit up to get famous
So I finally blew up I remained sick
respect in ghettos and 'burbs for word placement
Back when the independent scene remained
We were the only crew who your ass we'd take it
it, shape it, living outside the matrix
Hold it, make it, more than miniature labels
Hold it sacred, it for the culture
Told ya plainly, it from the vultures
That's why I always get from true soldiers
That at the critics claiming every year Hip hop's over
FUCK YOU, hip hop started
It's funny how the most nostalgic cats are the ones who never part of it
But true veterans'll give dap to who started it
Then humbly move the fuck on and come with new retarded shit
New slang, new thought, new sound, new heart, you you hang
You clown, you don't, you
I won't dumb it down, I'm dumbing now for these
I'm a live mothefucker plus I'm for clowns
You're a mime motherfucker, don't be coming for
Till you can break out of invisible box, you're not down
My favorite ones are the ones who started out young rappin
books, spaceships, and Omnicron 1
And even though they were they had fun
But they couldn't out the frame of the town they came from
Some of these faggots used to send me their
their puppy styles in the Company Flow kennels
But since they had no identity the start
They started to resent the scene when they couldn't a part

They've been failing for and call themselves Vets, that's bold
Motherfucker, not a Vet you're just old
I'll slap the shit out you to my nerd rap
Making this money fist over fist, fuck what you
Rookie cats about boom bap and golden ages
Pat themselves on the back for that new outdated shit
But i've been putting out vinyl since '93 and never looked once
At trying to chase me
You don't innovate because you can't
not a choice despite what you might tell your boys
Keep your crisis under the table
I always knew who I was and always be more famous

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For the best in the biz
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Leave the CE, Off for crabs and bobbin hatorade
Dig it, daddy dug his own tunnel under the gutters where the bleed
Hunters froze up and exposed weeds
Tugboat, tug a rut out brutal first
The fuming oodles, it was right under your poodle skirt
Welcome to Works, halogen halo eyesore
The revolution will not be for
Warbucks exlex megaphone on the fashion piggy
While my dick's raw dogg in a magnet
Fraggle rock four figure watch
I clock ninety nine wristbands
And still know the when you record flops
And this is on a sick with it
Exhibit A, E, S, Genesis of the reactor
Wanna burgle the buzz definitive cast
After a life of labor camps starts paying innovaters
Baby, you ain't the collect?, Coooool
Stuck running bases with little bears under the wing of butter makers
That engine sputters while the hound dogs cutter mechnical
Rabbit bantomweight ain't rabid enough to snatch him
Poplock dynamos, is approached with a golden point
Come soak in it, resume sturdy composer bliss
Wrong by a molar can often expose your phobias
Watch a cobra grow to hold his own tongue when he notices
All city critter, bark with me
All filthy documents, cats piss on their kittie litter
Welcome to mi casa, Monsters Inc, dropping out the rocket ships
Your own private

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For fuck's

fly
You read the nile, I twitch easy reader

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I will, dog

Wide open with banged out cutlery from a slang teacher
And is an ugly god we all fall for
I got land mammal, cannibal, natural survival
That means when I wake up and to comprise the new shit
It's not some watered version of what my favorite crews did
the magic komodo bitch
Rappers stuffed komonos and shark fame at a perfect working
Look, I'm
B boy, feed to the needy
Shut your liquor hole, you in 3D