[Books] Gimme gimme dat microphone
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"One wrecks, the other destroys" --> Erick Sermon (repeat 2X)
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*repeat all 4X*
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Oahh-kay, oahh-kay; as we go and do it, do it like this
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It's like this and you don't stop
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Word is bond when we kick
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So I'ma get on, and swing it somethin like this
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Verse One: Books, Drayz
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You punk niggaz gel up, when I swell up, spark the el up
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By the way troop -- oops, I feel a new style developing
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So safety stellar, I'm not the Baby Bubba on the level
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I crush shins, the roughest hardrocks to Fruity Pebbles
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Well nigga, boo hops, you know my crew rocks, who wanna test me?
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I'm next G, heavens to Betsy, I sting like Pepsi
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or Coca, Cola-swola, niggaz higher
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when I fly up these niggaz bitch-ups, but y'all can dry up
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I be the jibber-jabber, quick to make a nigga stagger
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like some rocka, Blanka, I bake that ass like Betty Crocker, momma
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You need to stop in-filling your pockets off that pop *shit*
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Ai yi yi my dreads, I think I'm toxic
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Well yo I'm cuckoo but not for Cocoa, some say I'm loco
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*Fuck* around and catch a cap like Mary Buttafuoco
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So you know, that I'ma follow you wit the drama
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Slice em, dice em, and ice that ass like Jeffrey Dahmer
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[Books] Gimme dat microphone
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"One wrecks, the other destroys" --> Erick Sermon (repeat 2X)
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*repeat all 4X*
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Verse 2: Books, Dray
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Tick tock, can I slide that cock up in your tummy dear?
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I drop a ounce and then I bounce just like a Gummy Bear
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Be kickin it like the rapper kicks the bucket dig it
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Uhh, ah *shit*, now whatta I have to do to prove I'm rugged?
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I wear my hair crazy like them niggaz Red and Grady
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Punks just serve up, clever like Alice, serve the Brady Bunch
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I makes em wheeze up, cause when I ease up, I eat MC's up
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I leave em on their backs layin flat with they knees up
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Eureka, musta speak uhh, re-aversin person
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No rehearsin I can flip it in reverse and
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change em, rearrange em, supa-dupa
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Faze em, daze em and blast that ass with diff'rent days-in
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[Books] Gimme dat microphone
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"One wrecks, the other destroys" --> Erick Sermon (repeat 2X)
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*repeat all 4X*
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Verse 3: Skoob, Dray
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Well blow, me down, great Scott, I'm wilder than the rock
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in the winter, man my 40 Timberlands hit the spot
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His pops name is Alvin, my sister's name is Kitty
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My rap was for fools like some silicon titties
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HIYA, I kicked it and there it goes my *?an?* abuse
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My style is a child like now it's fatter than Roseanne's
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Well check how I'ma wreck it when I'm, droppin, this rhyme
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Don't let me have to transform like Op-ti-mus Prime
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Cause then I'ma have to flip the script and get dready
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Run laps around your *faggot* crew like Mario Andretti
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When I expand like spandex, my jam wrecks the Ampex
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You better be on the way before I'm doin you and ya man next
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[Books] Gimme dat microphone
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"One wrecks, the other destroys" --> Erick Sermon (repeat 2X)
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*repeat all 4X*
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Gimme Dat Microphone
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Das EFX |