[Guru]
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The question remains.. which MC's will reign
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Which ones will gain, how many suckers will feel pain
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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"What is it.."
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Phrases I spit like slugs after I sip from my mug
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Life is bugged, the bassline groove is my drug
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Now that you feel me, yo here's some advice
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All you foul niggaz gonna pay the fuckin price
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So take that phony hardcore look off your grill
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Cause I be stompin ya still with the intent to kill
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This is a battle rhyme in case you haven't noticed
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You get replaced you get demoted
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I give chumps cranium lumps just like Louisville
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I stand tall, just like the Catskill Mountains
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Preyin like a cougar ready to pounce and
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denouncin, all the unrealistic fake gangsters
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fake mystics; so let me make this specific
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You know we're nearest the original gifted
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Rhymes get twisted, brain cells dissolve
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As the world revolves, wack crews lick my balls
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They can't deal with the realism
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When they go for the mic, they better bring their steel with them
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They're gonna need crazy help
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When I get down for mine, murderin suckers for delf
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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"What is it.."
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The question remains.. which MC's will reign
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Which ones will gain, how many suckers will feel pain
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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"What is it.."
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So umm.. "THERE'S NO NEED TO WORRY!"
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My sight is never blurry, I hit you with the flurry
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of rhymes and laws, combined with raw style and grace
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You're just a pile of waste if you can't place in this rap race
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I've been here, I'm stayin, what, think I'm playin?
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I've been down, I came up, the hard way, I'm sayin
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Bless my Pops he's divine
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but what he owns is his, and what's mine is mine
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So God bless the child in the streets that's wild
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I can easily pull, a perpin MC's file
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You can study for years and be the world's top scholar
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Out here, life's a gamble, people scramble for dollars
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With the textbook sense, you can still be dense
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Rather master the game than dwell in sorrow and shame
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I'm a survivor, so I'ma always remain
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the little nigga with the voice to leave a stain on your brain
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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The question remains.. which MC's will reign
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Which ones will gain, how many suckers will feel pain
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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"What is it.."
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The question remains.. which MC's will reign
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Which ones will gain, how many suckers will feel pain
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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"What is it.."
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My microphone, is CALLIN
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So I'm one-two checkin, and yes yes y'allin
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Fallen, heroes are zeroes, I ain't down with the weirdos
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I'm true to the game, fuck fame, peep my concerto
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And yea though I walk through the valley, from Brooklyn to Cali
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Huh, I leave the real niggaz rallied
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Cause I ain't fakin no jax, MC's are taken aback
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Cause the songs they be makin crazy wack
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So I subtract them, I'm one ill black man
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I pack man, liable to cap when I'm rappin
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So all that's left is the bloodstains
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but still the question remains
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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"What is it.."
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The question remains.. which MC's will reign
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Which ones will gain, how many suckers will feel pain
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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"What is it.."
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The question remains.. which MC's will reign
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Which ones will gain, how many suckers will feel pain
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"Ask yourself the same question"
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"What is it.."
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Remainz
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Gang Starr |