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One two, once again
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Who be the next man to get wreck and
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Artifacts, remix, Showbiz, D.I.T.C.
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One, one, one two three four five
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Verse One: El Da Sensai, Tame One
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We bring forth the swords in rap sports
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Niggaz play the bench for us, overtime if niggaz wanna shine
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But I'm, the rhyme don taking out imposters
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Proper with these fat tips, practice good posture
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Not a, liquor sipper drug-transacter
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Rapper-turned-actor nor be a lyrical slackard
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Rapper for today's youth, check the attribute
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Name Sensai, AOF, make niggaz regroup
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Scoop these, ramsacked tracks like jewel thieves
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Break it down to the matter cause the chatter's on squeeze
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LADIES AND GENTS!!! We represent and take offense
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to all the nonsense, here to resurrect like Com Sense
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We rhymin fresh, nonetheless, don't stress the messengers
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Boucning to the beat like big breastses
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After this rap skit, kids go back and practice, lackin this
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lyrical tactics when they match wits, who the?
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captains over the boom bips
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Rippin over the music when I use
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just before I black out and I lose it
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Able to stable a turntable
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Raping record labels for papers, press record, tape us
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Chorus: repeat 2X
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You know the time when we rock the spot
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Artifacts, New Jeruz, catch wreck and get the props
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You know the time when we rock the shit
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Tame One and MC El we be the ultimate
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Verse Two: El Da Sensai
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The fly style terrorist, blitzed to fits
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Different vocals for the locals tricks for the remix, pick
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notes, quote, still fresh when ass-broke
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Past Go, when I move rap you in my lasso
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Flow, pro-fessional, casual, on point, New
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Jersey niggaz with the shit that's natural
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Put words into patterns scheme plans for any man who think
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He know the time and his rhyme don't stink
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We be the ultimate (Ultimate what?) Plus
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Lyrical performance making sense a must
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Bust back, with compositions paragraphs on your phonograph
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as is, producer credit under Showbiz
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That's Them blend lick shot, movin with strategical
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lethal, rhyme style, considered unbelievable
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Chorus
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Verse Three: Tame One
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Picture this like it's a cinema flick
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We in the midst of taking over this, half of you
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crabs don't even notice this, scope this
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We know the risk and still take it, we could make it
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We've already been the underrated
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If I shine I shine, if I brick I just brick
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If you diss, we can take it to the curb like dog shit
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I'm not in it for the gimmicks, satisfying critics
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I just want my own like the Hasidics
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Mine on the sidelines, MC's Hail Mary
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But I be in the box kicking my commentary
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Quick to bury MC crews who lose at my circumfrence
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And hit em with the spit I roll my blunts with
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It be the ultimate, fuck the dumb shit we run it half-blunted
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or crazy drunk off the eight hundred
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Chorus
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The Ultimate (Showbiz Remix)
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