Just in the Nick of Rhyme



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The rhyme I pick up trick up and like hiccup 
(Hiccup!) This is a good place for a stickup 
So throw your hands in the air and say hell yeah 
I Can Beat Mike Tyson plus I'm Fresh er than the Prince of Bel Air 
And I Blossom In color is how I'm Living see 
Some pretend to be afraid of me but they're my Public Ene ma 
Picture this like a cinema, I'm winnin a contest 
I knew you was a loser when you bought your girl's prom dress 
I'm just, another one of the nigs, take a swig 
I can sing, brothers'll work it out without a gig 
The gold mud in my blood, I'm a stud smokin blunts 
Not a fuddy dud if rhymes were pecks, I'd be Woody Wood 
They're after pestly hoes and that's the hoes I sex and don't collects 
Rockin a Rolex, prefer Wrist Ex instead of Solar Flex 
But I pump skill, to build what I can build and still feel good 
The baddest hoes be sayin', "Oh you're real good" 
Fella a city dweller, it's poison salmonella 
Auntie's name is Stella, style as deaf as Helen Keller 
Nail a flamer with the Hammer for comin' incorrect 
Not with his grammar or bad mama jama similar, to Bruce Banner 
So don't get me angry, or maybe you won't like me 
Kid just in the nick I kick more ass than Bruce Lee's Nike's did 
Just in the nick I kick on the geek stick, flick a Bic 
Dick a chick, Slick-er than Rick around the clock I tock to the 
Tic tac toe, rip up my rhyme my mic's my lasso 
Shit, I got rhymes comin' out my asshole 
I'm in a pole position sole position you're in no position 
To be dissin' it's a, Rainbow Coalition 
I'm kissin' ass, goodbye, rockaby, here's your lullaby 
Like Georgie Puddin' Pie but baby baby don't, cry 
Feed 'em I heat 'em and eat 'em if I don't need 'em then I leave 'em 
As leftovers, packin' the weak M-C's into Septober 
Til I was older, I couldn't hold a rhyme folder 
Now I dare ya to try and knock this mic off my shoulder 
If I'm sober I won't hold a skunk, but when I'm drunk 
I might let her bunk in my bed, heads be sayin' I'm a hunk 
Like a duck I'm slammin' ham M-C's M-C's I'm servin'
makin' the people jump like my man Julius Erving! 
Those deserving props are gonna get theirs 
Grip, there's something on your lip, oh that's my dick hairs 
I'm the biggedy biggedy Bear ya scrub Cub with a demo tape 
Tryin' to catch me catch your breath before you hyperventilate 
For air you gots it, your best bet is to take an aspirin 
I bash it, crash it now you know so stop askin'
Cause when you ash I'll make an ass of you and only you see 
Just in the nick I kick the funky shit 
That's why they call me Bootsy

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