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cannot at all, yeah
I'll be smokin' Jamaica
That's word to Ms. Richardson
Double entendre this wordplay Olympian
Shit do not change by which lane that you

Tie up your shoelace, you bout to race a time demon
Got your fans grieving cause the competition not even
It goes to show that on the microphone I

Robbing and killing and murdering
Is the least
You don't have to be chained by the beast
But party people it's time I release!

Ayo here's the situation:

on the couch
We was all on our trap shit had em
Sniffin shit by the ounce
Straight act a fool with a pack a wolves
Karl Anthony towns
I told gone and get they

Cold

DMC

Checks Thugs and Rock N Roll [Clean]

2006

bother me [repeat "me"]

[Verse Two: DMC]
I be the microphone talker, the big street walker
Known to rock a rhyme, a bonafide New Yorker
O.G.

Flip Mode, Funk Flex Volume 3!

It's like battle of the stars, spittin' bars
Foreign cars, never been to Mars
I'm the wizard of Oz
Down to the yellow

the F150 Ford truck
What I say on microphones finna get me a tour bus
Cause I ain't take no shortcuts
So my success is inevitable
My status is creditable
My

up Dividends Ya Know
I'm gettin' doh, I've always stuck to the paper like Sticky Notes
Sliding by, really just tryna Find My Type
I might need a plate

This rapping is not a fling, so you won’t catch me questioning
My ability as a rapper as I capture my lyrics and take it step by step like a ladder
I

on vacation
I should've been a jeweler by the way I treat these ladies
My hands is they chokers my dick is they bracelets
She running from the dick and ima walk

on it
Smoke while Im rapping
Dropped some ashes
On my microphone and
I had her moaning
Now lil shortie
Will not leave me lone and
But I stay focused
Cut

microphone
So big up, niggas and bitches, listen up
New face, new style, new bitch, new child
Ha ha haha, how you like me now?
I roll mound for mound, pound

day I ball, I dunk that
All ya'll cats get bushwhacked
Get rolled on, and smushed flat
Get attacked by the wolf pack
All of these rappers are so wack

VERSE:
step on STAGE in a pea soup 23 piece suit with a nose ring,
.microphone sewn to my coat sleeve, how I 
RAP but I don't even smoke weed, never

Yea Yea Yea
Hood Economics
Come On
Fred Poteat
SYBI Music
You see all this money in a brother hands
What should I do
Buy some Jordan's
Instead

like Uber drivers I'm the truth and you a liar
Shootin, by ya, I'll let it fly like a new attire
Grip the grain like newer tires
All this work make you

Step into the booth my name is R 3 T r O
The lyrical cynical navigator
I take control, of the microphone
When it needs a helping hand
Move it from

'm heaven-sent 
I will better them, show them man the veteran
How can a bug impede the progress of an elephant? 
Life flashes by when you're cruising in the fast

knowing we pack heat, all facts I ain't doing no capping
I woke up on the block steady trapping
Grimey Gang man you know we ain't lacking
See the opps

the spitting and spilling shit different
Your vividly seeing my bars from a distance
I'm simply carving a path with my wisdom
Intellectually starved by

Who's da Man

Cross Movement

Chronicles: Greatest Hits, Vol. 1

outlet from on High
Born and die to live again, so when this world has gone by
I'm online like a mainframe you know his name is Jesus.
Self maintained

of Toronto game
I'm gettin' biggity back, biggity biggity back
Back on triggity track, yo I'm gettin' back on track get off my back
When I grab the microphone

THE GOOD NEWS

Beat Assailant

Imperial Pressure

2008

hop is going pop I think its time that it changed
It’s about to go down on tha reala
Slangin’ that dope from microphones so you can call me a dealer

And the microphone exploded I guess it got overloaded

By the potency of Ian T goin through all the motions,

Whoa. 

Get on the floor, 

I’m stompin down all your