Wordplay

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I could tell you wanna grab the mic because you're thirsty

Hoping you gonna get some shine but you're not worthy

Let me hear you make some noise if you heard me

We deal with wordplay, so your games could never hurt me

Let, let it be known in this game we're the illest MCs

F being cool, when I pass by you feelin' the breeze

I'm hotter than hell, my mission is to burn and attack you

You want it with Swel? Oh well, I was sworn to out last you

I be hurtin' ya wack crew, like work on a tattoo

Keep ya MC hidin' like a worm in an apple

Go and built your club house 'cause I'm earnin' a castle

and I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm a permanent rascal

My turn to run pass through flash dash and backdraft

Then again in your face teasin' you with the last laugh

You wack ass didn't learn the lesson I taught

Hip-hop is my game and I'm finessin' the sport

I'm takin' my time and still I'm ahead of your crew

Proves every reason in this world that I'm just better than you

I went to Q's and recorded in his house to Gallco

We 'bout to make you Bob from intro to outro

Outro to intro, blazin' on instrumentals

Experimental the sentinel, Worf's walkin' infernos

External verbal a journal, beat hurdle breakin' incredible

Burst you to reversible explosion, y'all niggas' gerbils

rat packing shacking with rhythm shaking shahadies

I'm picky iffy labodomy rhyme Swinga astrology

Pardom me but part of me love to rip it explicit inside of me

A torn wound surf we love to dish it

Fish it type esquisite, we pyro burning the shilznit

Kills it, you don't feel it than go and handle your business

Fitness is unlimited, pellin' it, mics, I'm spillin' it

Majors wantin' to no frill it, but hell, we wanna deal it

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Superb words I shift enable the gift to lift masses

Grip the microphone tight enough till it smashes

You left back in classes, shiftin' through wack trashes

My hand goes across ya face till it slap passes

The rap crashes, does ya mic have the insurance?

a 100 beats per minute, can you spit it for the endurance?

Drop bait in dark, thought you hook on some small fish

but ya line caught the mind of a great white shark

Lets celebrate the new millennium, the year Q-thousand

Walk in, case the joint, play it off like I'm just browsin'

Catch you for your valuables, starvin'? Now you're full

but never should you doubt the pull of one who chargin' at the bull

Wave the red cape, spittin' off the head great

You feel from the Empire State and ended up a dead ape

It's a matter of principle like Joe Clark put the microphone

to the gasoline and watch 'em..

all let the flow spark

So it won't go dark

Shark walkin' able to bark

Mark words never absurb, place doubles of this on Noah's Ark

Flooded the earth with pen ink and watchin' evil men sink

connect a line and then link, the snare'll make your eye blink

The loose your eyesight, lights bright, even the night's white

if it's out of my hands and in yours then the mics bite

With the might of 51 police state troopers

I just might loosen up my screws to make moves

Sometimes is too tight

Then start a food fight

"Don't get me started" like Skott said

Get retarded, I'm warnin' you that I cannot stop it

Like an octagon shape posted at the corner of the block

Watchin' ya sales go down like jock sneaker stock

I told Chewbacca, rock a laser glock, spocks' around the block

Sock in the mouth it's better than feet, we got our shit locked

Like chainin' up the toilet

Either that or get flushed

Bunji off the project buildin' just to get a rush

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