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Chopping chopping that's a wrap
Dropping bombs like it's Iraq
On the track, I'll be driving by when all your tires flat
This has started as a metaphor

since the ruin so
(Don't let me do it to you
Dunny ‘cause I overdo it)
They told me I couldn’t do it
Now in a current state I’m a big influence
A master

Guess you ain’t ready for H and the J Faith
Metaphors switch like doors of a gas tank
Master prestige so I floor by the past ranks
Said I’m more fucking

shit

Lutrizee on the track man I'm bout to hit that
Came up from the trenches man I'm gonna kill that
Got the stars I got the bars I'm gonna spit that

I'd be rapper
Now I rap and I mix and I master
And who knows what's after?
I don't need no answers
Cause that shit ain't what I'm after
I ain't try'na

Wheaties

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

to make you


Shawnna:

I know you want me baby
Do I make you horny baby
I can tell by ya eyes
You want me ta ride you
Like a horsey baby

Better

the wavelength back
Couldn't detect my scent
Always covered my tracks
Go home and peel my skin
Wake up
Do it again
Yeah, I do it again
I got by hidden in plain

paper too
I don't follow tracks
Tracks follow Marlow
Disrespect is met
And followed by a hollow
I can't rock a halo
Cuz I understand the world
But I can

I
Way too muthafuckin' geeked when I come make a track
I can tell by how they speak to me with no respect
Paper chasing chase some cheese or jus go

you're playing it like you never did
Should try to get employed by what you dig
Ya' see, I just like all different kinds of music
Name a genre, I

you ever get one of a full head of wisdom
Then the game is in you
It's alright (hmmmm)
Guess what? I was asked by me called God.

Verse 1.
It's amazing

now then pay the fee
Sell a mix and master, then I cop my drip from overseas
I'm makin records left and right, can't keep up I'm at lightspeed
They call

gotta move on you can't do me for too long
When no be say you wan dey do I T
Just need you for one hour oo
You come dey dey all over me omo na wa oo
Gimme

Give It To Ya

Pete Rock

Soul Survivor II

2004

you
So get on the floor with me
I wanna give it to ya baby

Master of ceremony
Controlled territory
It's tay, the mad journalist always trying

time it felt like I had
Built a hundred grand has it ended? damn
It was brick by brick  but was it all sand?

Dylan land, why do I feel like there's

The faster you build
The vaster the field that you tackle and breakdown
You will make make ground on other mcs im n my way now





This is what I do son
This

I Get My Thang in Action

Method Man

Tical

1994

Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks, a wu, tang killer bee's on ya back
I comes for

I Get My Thang in Action

Method Man

Tical

1994

me in the mix, rollin fat, bustin flicks
While my physical brother came through and got me lift
Niggas, that I walk by, give me the eye
The moment is

But I'm with the shit
No Smith and Wesson my hip
Cookin up bars in the mix
Hop in the coupe and we gon' do the dash
Broke niggas that be talkin' bout

every single verse
Of every track that I've made
If you wanna see a master create
Then just watch what I do
While I handle your fate
I can't take a break

als
Wär' ich seine Hookschlampe, mann?
Mach's doch wie ich mit meinem Mix und
Master und bring es dir selber bei
Doch mit deinem whacken Style wirst
Du

you think he's your best friend but my truth I lend
Cuz they do be teaching hate the bloodshed and lies must end for humanity to mend
We forgot

your feet
Got a couple of shops
Shops flawless indeed
And you ain't got worry about nobody
Calling police
It ain't mandatory for you to get in the mix
I

Dragon album to give it attitude
The drip provider blessed the mix and master of the tracks
Ultimate clarity for your ears to hear the facts
Know that i