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Well if Jesus is your Lord then praise your God

If Islam's your thing Allah U Akbar

And if you represent the six pointed star

Then my Heebs back home told me to say Shalom

I put grooves in the mix I make moves like the Knicks

And take ya straight up the lane, I block out the frame

And then I freeze it, believe it, you need it like Heron

Before you get ya fight on, kid, get your stare on

Here come the Dondada making ghettos red hotta

I drop the boom bata like Jake LaMatta

I can single you out and isolate ya like mono

I'm undefeated like Rocky Marciano

Hit ya right below the belt now ya singin' saprano

Talk whatcha talk still you don't know what I know

CHORUS

Some fiend for ass, some fiend for cash

Some do the knowledge, some do the math

Some stick to the road, some stray from the path

Some do the knowledge, some do the math

Now East coast, West coast, money, what's the beef

It's goin' down rough like swallowin' teeth

I say word to Dim Lizzy, kid, I gets busy

And I'll knock all of y'all off this Wonderwall

'Cause on a daily basis I rock like Oasis

Bit the Beatles style from a fetus to a child

I kill fourteen billion cells puffin' L's

Stompin' devils on all nine levels of Hell

Check the transmission, hear the transition

Observe the technition, intel nightvision

Ya hot like reels, I lace my drug deals

As you scheme to check feels, on chicks in high heels

It's all bright and sunny when ya holdin' big money

Buy my Sonic's got Youth plus my Mud's got Honey

I can be the king of grunge if I blew my sponge away

There's a little black spot on the sun today

But I don't care if my soul's up there

So come on and feel the sting from the true pain king

CHORUS