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Antelope

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Well, my, half bread, might be, warm a little to low

You're too slow, what the fuck do you think that you know?

I do so and every rhyme that I spit is just so crucial

Like metamucial I kill some rhymes that I'm used toYou park so high and mighty but I'm not mighty high

Dirty smoke, you out with weed and leave your mouth fuckin' dry

'Cause some of them rappin', clappin', laughin' always beer tappin' Fuckin' dorkette slappi' be ridiculous at howI'm trippin' is all I'm thinkin' is this is the best M.C.

That can you can find

I shine like some moon through the pine

Yo and even if you were wine I'd still stay dope up with my lineWell, if you general brealbre? Then roll with the style the

Dirty smokin' cali green leaf till I die B

Leave me alone when I'm chillin' in my home

Yo, I'm smooth like a schwin' and I shine like the chromeOf it's fender, remember this microphone defender

Return your shit to sender 'cause no one wants to hear it

Yo your lyrics' are weak and yes your spirits meek

And you're an ignorant mother fucker, yes, it shows when you speakYour wicked disappointment, your rhymes need some ointment

The crowd at your shows always laughin' and pointin'

Leave and blew it my boy has been groovin'

And I'm still back stage just smokin' and boozin'

Confusin' the sets, save the best for my choosin'

I'm choosin' the rest so you're loosin'Well, don't forget about the down and dirty southern cali flow

Just open the melody and let the rhythm go

I'm hoofin' up the track just like a bouncin' antelope

And soften up your skoal just like a ripened cantaloupeBecause the west coast knows how to kill it

Yo and y'all know when it's time to feel it

Yo, we make it right

So we up all night yo, until it's tight, until it's tightA bohemian rhapsody, these syllables after me

With lyrical chastity, and verbally blaster me

The illest we have to be, with musical masterpiece

So come on and clap with me, so come on and clap with meSo come on and clap with me

Just come on and clap with me

So come on and clap with me

Yo, just come on and clap with meOnce upon a time in the neighborhood

There was a little dirty boy that was up to no good

He had a chip in his tooth and a mic in his hand

He had a dirty ass head from the beach and the sandHe said I just got out of the water

And I'm late for school I asked dirty to skip and he said, that's cool

So we went to the liquor store, got ourselves some magnum

Rollin down the street ya you know we brown bagged themWith the 50's on top and the 20's on bottom

Said we rollin' through my hood ya you know we got 'em

Sucker M.C.s wanna battle me but that's okay

I tell 'em don't fuck around because we don't playI sang rock out with my cock out I got balls of steel

Hear me clankin' down the street like a bag of beer

Said the dance off session gonna start right here

Dirty B grab the wheel 'cause I can't steerYou got 20 inch rims and they spinin' when you stop

Said I don't give a fuck, kill it when the beat drops

'Cause that's what I respect to all you knuckle heads and derelicts

Just jammin' down the sound with the syllables and intellectMaybe not the intellect but syllables are clean

And I leave you in the desert with an empty canteen

While I'd be rippin' Trojan and in the gallapagoes

And I'd be pickin' foes like id be pickin' the fro

And all you chicken head hos that come to pick at my shows

You got to go

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