[Female Singing]
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Supafriendz is a crew that you must fear
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So MC's get concerned
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Cause every time they grab the mic
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MC's will get burned
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But they're here to represent, you see
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With more funky joints like these
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They kick some lines and some phat rhymes
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To take out wack MC's (Because!)
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Every time Mad Skillz and Danja Mowf combine, MC's lose they minds
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(One time) Yes my crew be the baddest
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(Two times) Come and enter the Mowf of Madness
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[Danja Mowf]
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Hold up, while I give my soul up to get some platinum and gold up
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On my wall and to control the
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Music that I make and how it's sold but
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Knowing if I blowed up the underground would treat me colder
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Than they supposed to, really makes me want to fold up
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My rap book and say "It's over," plus I'm getting older
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And making art doesn't hold up in the industry
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That wants they pockets swoll up, so Puff's got it sewed up
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And if I switch remember that I told y'all
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Cause staying true to underground goals ain't something that I owed ya
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Cause if I don't make hits, I'm gone
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Cause no hits mean I don't make no money so I'm gone
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But if I make a hit to the underground I'm gone
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So if I'm signed or I'm unsigned still in time I'm gone
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So when I step the hell off, why not be living well off
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No matter how I play y'all still gonna say I fell off
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Every time Mad Skillz and Danja Mowf combine, MC's lose they minds
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(One time) Yes my crew be the baddest
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(Two times) Come and enter the Mowf of Madness
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[Mad Skillz]
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The results of me in a MC blackout
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Attitudes get caught so you either whipping the mic or the mac out
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Instead of writing y'all cats chose to take the slack route
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Either place you act out and we can have a smack out
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Rappers think they leading, I'm soon to get 'em
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Apply pressure to MC's just by sitting in the room with 'em
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Every rapper is my enemy
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And I don't even speak no more unless there's a beat in my vicinity
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Huh, I grab mics for the glory
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And run with two tight-ass dykes that smack the hell out of a rapper for me
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Crush niggas, drop at the bus niggas
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Shut your top lip, prophecy, and hush niggas
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I touch MC's and leave 'em wishing
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I have shoulders shifting like your ass was in a cabbage patch competition
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After you lose to Mad Skillz it's on
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Take your Face/Off like Nick Cage and dip it in chrome, so what's up?
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Every time Mad Skillz and Danja Mowf combine, MC's lose they minds
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(One time) Yes my crew be the baddest
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(Two times) Come and enter the Mowf of Madness (Repeat 2x)
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[Danja Mowf]
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All these record labels is Jive
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Ichiban ain't the one, I break Big Beats down to size
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And crush 'em like American Red Ants in France
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By the thousand, and get a Penalty for Ruffhousin'
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Now my wild Profile is known East West and Universal
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Virgins on Mercury know I hurt you
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I told the Warner Brothers that they'll get smacked Loud in LaFace
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On PayDay, I eat a rapper A-Day
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With DefJam on 'em, my Priority never switches
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Your Unit got no Flavor cause your Vinyl ain't Delicious
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Which is the reason we have planned it
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Electrocute you all and throw you into the Atlantic, what?
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[Mad Skillz]
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Yo, f a beat, cause I'm a rhyme to the crack of your bones
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I got you singing like Mariah, you changing tone
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Over here MC's get no wins
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Cause Mad Skillz is not the one, identical twins
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Personality split with perfect timing, and my sould could leave my body
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And whip your ass while I'm rhyming
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You facing the unmasked Jason
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If I kept you with a pen and a pad, you'd better have a job application
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Every time Mad Skillz and Danja Mowf combine, MC's lose they minds
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(One time) Yes my crew be the baddest
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(Two times) Come and enter the Mowf of Madness (Repeat 2x)
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[Female Singing]
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One time, two times, bet you gonna lose your mind (Repeat til fade)
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Mowf of Madness (The Sequel)
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| Danja Mowf |
