[Marc 7]
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Syllable slasher, insurmountable mic gasher
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Quick to vent with intent, you can't crash us
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Constant link passers, styles'll skate past ya
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Beats that we present will make you hate like a slave master (Hardcore)
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Heated and hot, control the venomous plots
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We be the cream of the crop, so keep our name out your mouth
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We'll entertain your brain for three minutes and change
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Ain't it strange, your fame is three minutes and change
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Let me finish explainin', break it down like a layman
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All the stuff that you sayin', Ain't it all entertainin'
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[Akil]
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Uhh, Yea...
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(Red hot) molten lava
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Too hot for toddlers
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Too hot for you and your crew so don't bother
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I'm the globetrotter, party block rocker
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Heart and show stopper, break it off proper
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[Soup]
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With lengths to go,Yo
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The Jacques Cousteau with flow, and underground continental
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With words that blow
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The competitions straight to the door
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We'll rock it, Herbie Hancock it like '84, Fo' sho'
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[Jurassic 5]
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This jam is red hot
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[Chali 2na]
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A smooth brotha, for real we buckshots like that BlackMoon fella
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The backroom sellers makin' rap tunes illa
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The Killa flow spilla, the Chicago killa named 2na
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[Marc 7]
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We come tramplin', your city and stand in
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We movin' in tandem, your crew couldn't phathom
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We reppin' the fashion, no mushin' and mashin'
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I'm through with you has beens
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Your crew better cash in
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[Jurassic 5]
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This jam is red hot, when were rockin the spot
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If you like it or not, this jam is red hoooooot
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[Soup]
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The vangard of art
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Quick to put pen to the thought
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And nice from the minute I start, huh
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Maneuver well, I tell girls that can't tell
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That say since I don't look like Maxwell
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They think I can't mack well
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[Chali 2na]
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We them backpack boys, at your backdoor
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They can catch a cap like a hatch door
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Givin' the exact score
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Forever we fight for honor yo
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Tight since we was lable mates with Mic Geronimoooo!
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[Marc 7]
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Walking, stompin' in my big black boots
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It be the crew J5 and we're all in cahoots
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(Soon) to bring it to ya live, yea that's what you paid for
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With skills much sharper than a Texas Chainsaw
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[Akil]
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Yo, pipin' hot and your mic is not
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We steam from the pot, you wet like rain drops
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We fire with the brimstone
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Heat up your girls erogenous zones with electrified sparks and poems
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[Jurassic 5]
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This jam is red hot, when were rockin the spot
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If you like it or not, this jam is red hoooooot
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This jam is red hot
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[Chali 2na]
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So let the ash blow
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We relieve static with a grammatic fiasco
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[Marc 7]
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Don't even start me
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We rippin' up your party
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Put us on a marque
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We clutch without the car keys
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[Jurassic 5]
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This jam is red hot
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[Akil]
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Mind blowa, syllable Sammy Sosa
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Dap the King's Cobra
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[Soup]
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Huh, we come up to sun up thanks to noon
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And you can say, I'm on his dick cause you are too, Come On!
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[Jurassic 5]
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This jam is red hot, when were rockin the spot
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If you like it or not, this jam is red hoooooot
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Red Hot
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| Jurassic 5 |
