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[Wild Child]
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'98 keep it real son cuz I guess I feel someday that
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Wild to the Child will rock at will son
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Keep them speakers boomin', body movin', Wild Child has proven
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Causin' mad paranoia like them kids Nice 'N' Smooth and
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When I flip flop, wreck shop, we be hip hop
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When you see me drop,
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Always in that shape you callin' tip top
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Coolin, effect I'm full in, droolin over Madlib beats,
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Yo, guess who's pullin' plugs on thugs who's greedy,
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With their Wheaties, spraying rhymes like graffiti,
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Formally known as the CDP Assassins
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DJ Romes is in effect and yo his ass is in
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Charge of the plastic
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Keep it real son, I guess I feel someday that
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Wild to the Child will rock at will son
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Got to keep it real son cuz I guess I feel someday that
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Wild to the Child rocks at will
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[Medaphoar]
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Watch ya front and back when M-E-D terror attacks
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With that rhyme that's known to bring the Terrordome so freeze back
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On the microphone I'm quick to get with you then I'm twisting you back
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When you enter my zone, realize where you're at
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In full combat, come prepared or ya better beware
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Cuz over here we bring the real, it's like a style don't care
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I'll bust my rhyme into ya area, takin' over your spot
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And got it locked for the simple fact the rhyme don't stop
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It's worldwide when I'm riding on the crews who step to
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CDP Assassins, plus the Lootpack the crew
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We got the verbal mentality with them rhymes so ya listen
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If you feel I hurt ya feelings, then ya wack so I'm dissin'
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All you weak MC's that fakin' there's no justice or peace
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My rhymes will get into the middle of ya mind like smokin weed, that leaves
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Niggas in the state of only shows us what ya made of
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So put ya money down cuz lyrically I'm out to break ya
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[Madlib]
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Hey yo it's Madlib the bad kid, back from outer space
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Still on that pure order MC master race
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But what comes after my rhyme styles irregular
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Modules predict antecdotes for underground hits
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But if you can't catch it today...
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It's probably too late, cuz we about to detonate the 388
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Relate the beat conductor, constructor, water loop to add pressure
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For every measure, you'll need my anesthesia from catchin' amnesia
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You'll end up with a seizure,
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>From steppin' not knowing the crate diggas is blowin'
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The spot, towin' this lot, empty cuz I got
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CDP Assassins plus the Pack, perfect combination
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Free improvisation, while I leave the next healthy wack MC
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Sick as a doctor's emergency patient
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[Oh No]
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Yo I'll be chillin', realize Oh be straight known to be that villian
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Ya that tall nigga to get up in that ass like pennecilin
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Bust the skills I kick the savage verbal lines that blind your crew
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Line 'em up and watch 'em fall, I be jukin' cuz you all can't ball
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Relavent impossible mission, lot of y'all dissin'
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Elements unstoppable dishin', lot of y'all kissin'
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My ass, you know the flavor when I step upon the scene
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Yo I'll leave your birds in rage like menstruation
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Seein' nothin' but blood when I step out the station
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Got your vocal fluctuating worldwide
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Be DVD set locate when I demonstrate up in a battle
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You end up in a suicide line, I'm beyond your mind
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You gotta recline and chill cuz I been past that bottom line
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Got Lootpack and the Assassins on the side
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Classic upon plastic when I break emcees down just like vlastic
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Cuz they speak the real but when the real comes, they still dumb
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Actin' like they know the half so verbally you gots ta jack 'em
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(What's your name?), Oh No, my niggas know the rebel hero
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When I come through wild to that level zero...
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Level Zero
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