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recite gotta speak my mind 
 Who sell every time with the beats that hit? 
 K-O on the flow be the ultimate 
 From the underground we're the world
the beat come down
	K to the O universal sound

	You rock ice all night (We don't do that shit)
	Play the big Will type (We can't do that shit)
	Sound wack
and the Master of Fun
My rap technique is most very unique
Your toes start to squeak, by the way that I speak
My rhymes are more sporty than the ESPN
I swang on em swang on em [repeat x2]

[Bun B]
Now if you come to this t.e.x.
Betta show some love cause homey you don't wanna see me plex
We be
like the g funk sound
I was born to clown
havin' mind in every round
tryin' to get my skrilla on
by the pound
cause I'm hell bound
we keep them trippin'
You're captivated by the science 'cause the lesson's mathematical
Jamar rockin' the jam, is an emphatical
Why, equal, Knowledge Born
I go on, although
You're captivated by the science 'cause the lesson's mathematical
Jamar rockin' the jam, is an emphatical
Why, equal, Knowledge Born
I go on, although
X'd out the ignorance
Got the clearance to speak intelligence on the block

Into illusion we drown
By forth sounds smooth enough to break you left
the motherfucking police!
They don't want peace, they want a nigga deceased
So he'll cease to be a problem, and by the way they perform
It seems the Klan gave
it, my nine reaches
the prestigious, cats that speak this, Willie shit
Flooded pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass rappers,
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
Listen to the word, that's how word is bond

{Agallah}
Word is on the corner of Gas & the Plate
The don who got laced up by mistake
Time flies yo we
B:]
Now If You Come To This T.E.X.
Betta Show Some Love Cause Homey You Don't Wanna See Me Plex
We Be Bout Dat Paper And Ain't No Shortstop In My Cash
in me verse
So all MC's don't cross this border
Cause by now you should know sort of
Lyrically wise but now I despise
All youth that's out of order
[Chorus 2X: Frukwan]
America, home of the brave, land of the free
I know they ain't talkin' 'bout me
The be	-L-A-see-K's, we done forgotten the ways
just speak, when my moods flavor
My peers I beg forgiveness, I just don't buy twelve inches
Too many independents, they share the same resemblance
Too
seas
Seven continents, seven wonders called mysteries
But they are 32 stolen legacies
The born degree of the knowledge Malice told ya
Speaks on the sword
the tess
Spine advertising swine on Channel 2 when in the same breath
You tellin' me don't eat from that plate increasin' my blood
Outbreaks on my skin
My style is reserved, address me as Sir Fly
Gone is the humble kid, I'm gunnin' for number one and shit
Brooklyn born and bred, reppin' my residence
Aight, yeah
(Hot shit!)
E-40
(Um I'm goin')

Let me breathe on ya man, let me speak upon a man
Let me teach you somethin' about this game
it, my nine reaches
the prestigious, cats that speak this, Willie shit
Flooded pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass rappers,
I had a dream last night I was cast into Hell by a jealous God
The Devil walked up and said, "You don't need no lightning rod
It hardly ever rains
-Bizzy Bone-Intro- 
Rest in peace, Karlos Shammar Davis. 7th Sign soldier. A.K.A. Low Down. Rest in peace, nigga. I love you. Yeah. It's just
Aight, yeah
(Hot shit!)
E-40
(Um I'm goin')

Let me breathe on ya man, let me speak upon a man
Let me teach you somethin' about this game
mouth
Westworld kick a grip on a flow
And yo, right after this I get to f**k yo hoe
Young nigga, don't sweat that

'Cause if you do, Andy Mac get