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I'm Raw, like a monday night wrestler, no one can compete
I'm the best 100 prercent obsolete, you cant beat me kapeish
I'm on my own dick, like i was flexable enough to give myself head
Bitches love my raps so i get enough head, and thats enough said
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glocks come out the next question is who shot...
u know it was magz da boy fresh to death like 2Pac...
no games bein played this aint GTA...
I show dat these kids have no backbone like x-rays...
no jokin i leave the text smokin and u ....well u caught in a jam...
cuz des bitches gon need Dr.Phil to tell me how IlL i am...
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I laugh at fakes n like haters cuz they're fuel for hush
I'll snap ya chain,to be an icebreaker like the chewing gum
Who is up to get abused and crush,your loosers and ur music sucks
Im producin such a phenominal flow,that water will go
Over all of the globe and leave a sea of debris to dominate foes
You couldn't make sense if you dropped a bottle thats full of awful cologne
You just a modern day clone,tryna be somethin fast but you suck in rap
So i'll leave you stumped like a lumberjack to prove that your a looser
And the only time you touched a burner is when usin a computer
To put my songs on a disk,cuz you all on my dick
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Dammit I'm so far passed sexy
Hoes get perplexed trying to impress me
So clean
So fresh all thee above
NIggas follow me out the club to french kiss slugs
Enough
Naw I gotta give ya mo
I'm the flyest cat sense gar-field
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mann fuck a classy ho/
give me a bitch like trina though/
she kno how to blast the tek and move the o's/
nice face, ass poke out her skirt/
behind close doors always makin it twirk/
her pussy loose but she always complanin it hurt/
knockin out her walls yeah im puttin in work/
she said she in love, she wanna be my only/
she try to make me promise that i never leave her lonely/
but i dont eva trust a bitch cuz all of em is phony/
plus i aint even ready ta hang up the jersey/
dont matta who she is..... aint no bitch worthy/
for me to leave the game and be wit one girl/
just the thought of being faithful iz about ta make me hurl/
and i suggest u hand cuff ya girl if u luv her/
cuz the bitch leave wit me gurantee imma fuck her/
fucc fallin in love wit these tricks/
all i need is dubs, dimes, nicks, and bricks/
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first day on the job i'll be getting a riase
y should i waste my shellz, all u getting's a blade
i keep progressing like aids, makin niggas shed tears
while getting cut with sheer, cuz i noticed their fears
scared i'll be on hall of fame and still rookie of the year
if there smoke in the air then mind's real clear
rapping for hours with MAGIC CONCEPT
should of been known we dangerous, U just a nonthreat
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I'll Hop Ya Hip's,Leave Ya Body In A Mix,
Swap Ya Feet With Ya Fist,Now Ya'll Never Talk Shit
Cuz Your In A Self-Twist,Like A Banana Split,
Ya'll Never Create A Hit,Cuz Ya Face Did A Flip
With Ya Ass,So When You Laugh,You Pass Gas,
And Collapse,Every Single Bastard In My Path
So Next Time I need To Rap,I Can Sit Back And Relaxe,
Just Throw A Punch,And His Ass Wil Crack in Half
The Elevation That Im At,Make's me Daze In Amazment,
Like Im At The Top Of The Empire State,Everyone Else In The Basement
None Of Ya'll Are Even Close,To Being Adjacent,
Half Ya'll Wanted To Rap,But Couldn't Find A Placement
EveryBuddy's Face Will Meet The Pavement,If I Dont Get A Payment,
For Drasticly Beating Your Face In,With A Window Casement
I'll Stop Hip-Hop In Its Place Kid,So I Can Eleminate,
Everyone Of My Compediter's From Earth To Outer Space
Im Done With The Grace,No Matter Your Race,On Any Date,
Nessasary Ya'll Get Chocked With A Lace,Till I Dearange Ya Face
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if u don't know about tha prince u must be dead or under a rock
cause i'm tha realest emcee u gonna see posted on tha block
gold chain, diamond ear rangz wit dem roc in my sock
ya nigga runnin but i got pull i'm posted right n front tha copz
like i paid u last week get in yo load and get off of my jock
leanin up against tha TL servin like puffy "and u don't stop"
I GOT IT FOR CHEAP
come one come all
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I'm a train on the track...
Frightly force pain scrorch your front and have it explode out your back...
Walk over-top-ya-body and tell you "Now that's a mack"...
Hustle weight just cause I like to see green stacks...
I run wit wolves we a mean pack but the type to be strapped...
Type to blow plenty-holes in ya back like some panty-hose...
Boy even think to run he choked, red beam got-a-Nise-scope...
Dude ain't got-not-one-hope but got-a-lot-ah lip...
Let's see what-he-got for him to see a four fifth(.45)...
Bitch buckled like the floor split-and-even-got-his whore hit...
I ignore this misfit labor type chore for sure...
Got ice that'll stun your eyes and freeze the shoar it's nothin'
I'm Nise
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Yogurt might make your penis bigger
I ate a 12 pack and woke up with a cucumber figure
It's the bacteria
Cultures cultivating swollen vessels
To make me feel oh so special
Yeah
I love fucking girls from the rear view
So that apple bottom is in clear view
Or missionary where tears drew
Hoes be like " I'll kill any girl that comes near you"
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Listen up...lend me your good ear
Today's da 22 but I'm bringin in da New Year
I always play above the rim wood floors and concrete
Get a couple And-1's look at me the Future is here
Gotta Cingular type flow how I'm raising these bars
To them Clear Channel satellites not so hard
I eat, sleep, breathe, strive for perfection
Never getting beat deep
I'll pick it off get the interception
Clever like McGyver
Movin up and staying faithful to the game like a gyser
Have great ambitions
Not only for this world, but to take over other dimensions
No need to mention
I come in 3-D never 2-D like other mc's and the Simpsons
No homo here only ho-mer about me
Is when I swing and Bond a ho-mer to the U.S. of A
Give me a dollar
I can flip it more than a hundred ways
Give me a weeks time
No problem I'll finish on the 2nd days
I gotta clique wit a short fuse and they comin Buc like Tampa Bay
The difference between me and the next man
Is that I'll neva be a yes man just a Busi-Ness Man
I confess man...I been blessed man
To be packing this cerebal weapon that got niggaz second guessing-
-stressing re-testing modulators on what's gon' be my next move
I'm a rapper, lyricist, street poet, pimp, hustla, christian,
all of the answers above, NO! DJ, I can't leave no clues.....
hoLLa
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Dudes swear we care what they post
Especially those faggots that lurk here the most
Look!
Nobody gives a fuck about you
Your post, opinions and stories too
Look!
I wish we cared and wanted to read
But we'd rather post after you consecutively
None of you checking me
I'm the king with a queen
You a pon with no queen so you ain't threatening
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IM to good to be true, like hearing some great new
front page of the news, young kid thats abused
the english langueage, with everyone else expense
i got a five finger discount no expence
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I used to love the cypher
Flow to see who's nicer
Now it's like everyone is lyrically still in a diaper
You need windshield wipers
When I start to spit
And an umbrella when I drop some shit
It's logic bitch
I'm the cypher postaholic
Well known in the eastside maryland projects
It's a slow process stacking bread on da block
Staying out of jail narrowly escaping the cops
Hoes swallow the cock
Like a pop sickle
"Taste the rainbow"
I shoot cock skittles
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I rip an emcee in half then glue em back Together
Pluckin' they skill so they are like just Two Feathers
Spittin' so hot, when emcees are near me they Combust
My raps make bitches orgasm like they was Tongue Fucked
I don't Run Much, I make Death Flee in Terror
People jealous, they think they seen Me in Mirrors