[Red 1] Representing all elements, Rascalz
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[CHORUS 1: Red 1 (Rascalz)]
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(These MCs)
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We represent hip hop
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(Got plenty)
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Of what you need is top
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(21st century)
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And it ain't gon' stop
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(Show no entry)
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Now we got the world on lock
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[Misfit]
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We set, they say the best is yet to come in triple threat
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Stay balling, quick enough to move in any direct
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Detect what comes next man, that's a magnet
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You're better off playing a one man game of roulette
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Just get out of your seat MC, get back from the street
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I aim for that because everything else is secondary
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Yo bitter sweet, but it makes my whole steez complete
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Too many raw hits and money driving them to deceit
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My name Misfit, the neek shit as I speak
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My raps straight to your head, like turbans to a Sheik
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Making your future bleak, it's not my fault you're weak
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It's Fitnredi microphone tag teams we freak
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No doubt, locking it down down
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Built it from the ground ground
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With the illest sound (sound), let that shit resound
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You looking like a clown (clown), with you're droopy frown (frown)
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Wishing you had my crown (crown) for wrecking the underground
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See we don't stop, Vancity got the remedy
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Connect with Alchemist over the track like midi
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So now you stuck on the way we drop bombs
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So check for more on your worldwide dot com
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[CHORUS 1]
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[CHORUS 2: Misfit (Red 1)]
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So you can run but you can't hide
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(Battle cry, b-boys got the place live)
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DJs cut it up in the meanwhile
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(MCs dig your flows with your ill styles)
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[Red 1]
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No doubt like orientals with the essentials
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My flow diload the mic utensil
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Official credentials penetrate your temple
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And can be impeached 'cause we presidential
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So we do it how we want and let it be told
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We run up in your mouth and your house and unload
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With the steet code, deadly and accurate
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In defense mode, yo we don't start shit
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I'm an intellect occupied with collecting
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Used to be a nice guy, now feel no affection
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Heartless artist move stealth and cautious
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Nauseous when rhyme, strive to be flawless
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And as the rawest 'cause we can't lay the charge
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Pimping ain't easy, but it ain't that hard
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When the squad ??? and on the job do the duty
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Yodon't get it twisted like g-string in the booty
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'Bout the rudy, it be the Don Red 1
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Rock well stay finger ruby showgun
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Global Warning eclipsing like the sun
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Yo there's no sense hiding, there's no place to run
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[CHORUS 2]
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[scratched by Alchemist] "Ah yeah"
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[Misfit]
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Yo styles I run, listen to the champion
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Phenomenon, Fitnredi can done
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Rock the podium, my mellow mics just for fun
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The audiotorium will get blessed from the shining sun
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[Red 1]
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Yo God, I'm stunning on the run
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Yo it just don't stop
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We represent all elements relevant to hip hop
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So your sound just flop when the Rascalz drop
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'Cause we just freaked y'all from the bottom to the top
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[CHORUS]
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[scratched by Alchemist] "Word up"
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On The Run
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Rascalz |