Tonart: Eb major
Verse 1
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Awww...
This job has been closed
out indefinitely!
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Check out this rat. Mithol!
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Where's it at? Mithol!
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now turn it off
Cause rappers getting whack now,
I'm coming back now
Step aside, but hear from Rhythm X now
But not later, I'm totally awesome
And brain damage, I totally cost him
Doodle on the microphone,
I pass some tissue
Go with my new style,
and bust the issue
Where rappers get a ticket,
and form an alondo
But they can't see,
my thoughts are hard to
As I step back and urinate on them C's
Ah, I have to shake off my pee -pee
As you get dumb,
your fifth mind gets sleepy
So don't you jock,
now here's the number to beat me
One at a time,
get your papers and pens out
Wrappers with contacts,
I'm pulling your lens out
Wrecked them out, any hole,
I checked them out
Stabbing your brain
with a nice sharp rhyme
But you can't hang and
further wasting time
In that video, coming out on the radio
And wacky though,
screaming hard and silly though
Or what can I say
when I'm hearing your wack tape?
A copy, a duplicate,
and how about a remake?
Remix, refix, regroup, resound, rewind.
Take it out on my tape deck,
because I'm not impressed
with the doodle you made yet.
Hollering, screaming,
steady shouting your lungs out.
Who cares?
You sound stupid and bugged out
with that same concept,
same rhyme, same style.
Look at the mirror
and listen close for a while.
As I flow, change my rhythm and show.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13 MC's,
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the miracle dose of hype.
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Not political, not your type.
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Rappers beware, watch your back. man.
Interlude 1
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Verse 2
sneak up step two,
what can surprise you?
Now look on stage
and see the ex behind you.
Rappers know the deal,
they making toy money.
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Doing promo gigs for little boy money.
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but they're trying to flex, so
But they can't fool the veteran
Rhythm X, though
Cause I'm on tour,
touring Europe and Denmark
While you in New York,
biting hard on my pen mark
Copying rhymes, trying to be like Kool Keef
I battle myself, now tell me,
is that cool, chief?
While I wait calm,
collect my cash from Polygram
I treat MCs like a girl with a diaphragm
No time for happy rhymes,
dancing and stinking
And you never know in what
the X'll be thinking
But I move ficto, define me a ficto
A posse of rappers,
watch me set em up slick though
Give em my old style,
switch up and complicate it
But how many brains
are smart enough to reduplicate it?
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You can't think straight,
and she can't see straight
Look in the toilet,
I bet you both can't pee straight
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Girl rapper one, male solo two
and bring a group and a crew
Cause I'm ready,
running high like a thoroughbred
But you can't win
and beat the ex with a narrow head
Cause I ride around and check em
C's like detectives
Look in my files and check in
other perspectives
While I get a pen and mark
X on the whack list
X on the pop charts
and some on the blacklist
Many wanna perpetrate,
you're crossin' over
Soundin' like Babyface,
you're flippin' rover
But I don't sing and not a song like Pebbles
I contradict, I talk stupid like rebels
Tell me somethin',
there's a clock at the right time
Cause I get depressed
and hear them
C's with the right rhymes
Look at your buggin',
gimmick down with a fantasy
Gangsta, mack,
the preppy lookin' at politics
Circus clowns, prostitutes on stage,
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watch your back
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See I'm a fuckin' card,
you ain't sellin',
promotion and billboard,
who you tellin'?
Hype is the hype,
best hype as you can get,
you're still wack,
don't try to lie to me black,
so what you get jerk,
stupid pictures and word up,
but I look at comics and PP on
and tear em up,
Ebony please I'm all mature,
I read for education and metaphor,
I'd rather stand the ground,
cause money is green
plus the truth is the funky sound
don't even borrow,
try to gossip and diss me
cause I'ma get mad
and throw a rhyme on a stun gun
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and shock up your brain
and show your baby
I got one beware,
I'm stashing beats like a scrambler
the metaphor gambler
as I move checkmate and
tap on the time clock
my rhythm is flowing stupid
fast with a rhyme clock
As you look dumb, stupid,
silly, and fool, boy
and take your rhymes to school, boy
And learn the style,
shock of the wild, bite of the wild
See the X when it's capital,
so check it out
Take the mic on stage,
Where you from?
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Where you from? you from?
Interlude 2
Where you from?
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Verse 3
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Music .
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