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Rap: Friday night battle scene, a smoke filled dungeon, heads bobbing, I come prepared
For the crushing because a few emcees that wanna mess whth me toward the mie at the
Blue Monkey, So I step to the microphone my pissed off tone penetrates and elevates, and crush all bones. Traumatized by my fury back to school you trot, you JP, I come to rock all blocks.
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CH: We be spitting out flame, bringing pain, what a shame, we don't even know your
Name, getting all the fame, getting all the claim, Uh!!! (Repeat)

RAP: I coming faded, elevated, activated, underrated, underestimated, can't be
duplicated or imitated, im self operated, upt patent protected, mcees feelin violated, damn I hate it! When shysty niggas coming out as one climing to be rhymers, hipgoppers, to me you aint shit but fob biters muthafuckas! I bring the ruckas to the hardcore, I'm going to take you and your family on solo, fuck it imma enen let you lil bitches kick your verse in a dou, pretty fagets, take your time to write your rhyme before you come at me with your sissy lyric, because when it comes to mic checkin im all up in it whth madspirit, Now imma give a holla to those whth real game with an underground name, I see you niggas, but fuck those in it for money and fame, imma bring pain and reign on all you punk made muthafuckas!!!!!

CHORUS RPT

RAP: You's a typical, just a muthafucken perpetrator, but my physical, psychological,
Cynical brain remain, Claiming you's a family in unity, but there's no denial come the
Factual file divine child, be the niggas we the UPT opinionated, incareerated by society
We violated, Now it's time to cause the brothas some misery, with the verses in the
4th chapter in history.
RAP: MAKE WAY I'M COMIN' THROUGH TO TELL YA BITCHES FLEXIN' WIT
ME YOU STRAIGHT MAKIN' DEATHWISHES I BOMB FIRST WHERES DA
BLOOD I'M BULDIN' THRIST IF YA GONNA STEP LET ME SEE YOUR GUNS
BURST "IFS YA GOT SOMETHING TO SAY SHIT TALK NOW WHO WANTS TO
GET FUCKED UP AND HOW" EXPECT DA UNEXPECTED MY TONGUE BE MY
WEAPON SPITTIN' OUT FIRE ON TO MICS I BE RHYME WRECKIN' STRAIGHT
UP L.A. REPRESENTIN'

CHORUS RPT

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