So wassup? You know we can't be havin that
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Son there's rules you're supposed to go by, and this is my habitat
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You say you're R-E-P-R-E, S-E-N-T-I-N-G
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You're fronting boy, come against me
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You're crazy soft while I come off with credibility
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You're living in a fantasy world kid, you're killing me
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I start to work out, you start to merk out
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My shit be crazy raw, and out here, I got more clout
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I'm right in your streets, like I'm Urban Outreach
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I don't mean to preach but I'll impeach your phony form of speech
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Rhyme perfection, injecting like the surgeon
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While you be in the club posing, trickin always splurgin
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Whatever you got, I'm gettin more
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See you're insecure, and you can catch my verbal four-four
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Now you're facing me, I'm your ultimate challenger
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It's the Avenger, your fate is on my calender
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Notice the spirit I posess is more than holy
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I'm Gifted, Unlimited, ahh fuck the rest you know niggaz know me
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My lines illuminate your whole spectrum
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Crush your dome section, punks I wreck em, mics I bless em
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I don't know why, MC's would want to test the man so fly
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Master of self gaining wealth
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Cause I'm a mastermind, I stack my rhymes
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Just for the rainy day, and you can pour out your forty
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for all the rappers I slay, I bring the bounty back
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I got more game than the Mack, when I procees to feed the masses
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I come right and exact, and all those null and voids
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They shall be destroyed, so don't be stickin our your hand
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Cause you ain't my fuckin homeboy
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I celebrate after each duck I eliminate
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This rap game they desecrate, I'm back to set it straight
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I'm self-made and self-taught
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You're style you bought, plus
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I got the fundamentals handed down from my pops
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Hobbes your mission, is worthless
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Your style's mad nervous, let's strecth out all our lyrics
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and let's see whose go the furthest, word cause
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It's puzzling how trifling you be
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You're faking making people think that you're a true MC
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You best flee, because I've come with the science
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I'm gonna melt down your lies and unmask your phony alliance
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Extreme house winds, will bring electrical shockwaves
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Knocking you out the box kid, is something I crave
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You were gassed from the beginning so your bubble must bust
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I've been laying in the cut, to tear your bitch ass up
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So wassup?!
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So Wassup?!
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Gang Starr |