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Freestyle

Freestylin' on the mic get in the go

Freestylin' on the mic so let if flow

Freestylin' on the mic get in the go

First on the microphone psychoTaking rappers like hot dice, like hot nights in Vegas

Got says they hate us 'cause they are fucking with the greatest

Niggers that pull gats and steal gats just like potatoes

Knowing they couldn't break us or take us now fake us take us out, no doubt

Make us serve your ass with a teck

Making rappers bow down like the west side connect

I want the ice like cube, so I blast with the mac ten

But trust me, I'm throwing up the dub just like dub C

Plus we fucks it up on both coasts

Don't show clouts when I rip shot, putt niggers in zip lock

Fucking with this hip hop fanatics still automatic

Yes I smoke Kryptonite, get it right, my site is tight

Got wicked ways like MR Mike

Get the gauge in the night these niggers running loose, get the bodies

These niggers in Khakis and not Versace

Somebody should have told you, son it's on like that

With the ice man bitch and I am gone like thatFreestylin' on the mic get in the go

Freestylin' on the mic so let it flow

Freestylin' on the mic get in the go

And next on the microphone cnoteI got some bidnez that I gotta handle

See this is kinda risky but I'm gonna have to take the gamble

Niggers they trying to plot a scheme on me

Double and triple teams on me

I'll make them bleed for me

And that's how it is going down

I won't be satisfied until I see that ass six feet underground

'Cause you fucked around and pissed the wrong brother off

You lied to yourself when you said I was soft

Now that's a no no, with manhole I'll formulate a plan yo

That will make your children bastards and your wife a widow

Trying to battle me that's a sin

And be like Toni Braxton and you'll never breath again

'Cause I hit hard like thunder, straight from the under

Ground with the sound that will make Stevie wonder

Hard, but let me continue

Serving MC's like lettuce on the menu

Pound for pound up in this game to be the best

Back the fuck up off me motherfucker 'cause I'm stressed

You'll wind up in a casket fucking with me

You get your ass kicked hit you harder than an accidentLets get down to pleasure

And beat the kid out the treasure

Let me measure this here joint 'cause it'll be nothing lesser

I'll betcha that I'll get it wide open like hosteler

Vanilla kobe surround all of you like kobe

And leave you in suspense like who done that

You checked with grandma

I'll be the last man standing off lyrical stamina

I round up one hundred MC's in one city

Knock off ninety nine and a half

And that leaves a half that wanna face me

I'll leave him face down in the dirt

Call the paramedics check the body for surgery with anesthetic

Total mass in a mass stocker, hit the creator

Set it off like Michael Meyers in a double mattny feature

Feature funky rhymes that are hard to swallow

Send your ass until tomorrow, you'll be hoping to escape the horror

Now pay attention to today's lesson

And in for your possession

Recognize these freestyle confession

I'll step aside a case like Kojak giving up the evidence but I leave no

Fingerprints

Yo put the scrip off in a case like mattock

Come bumpin' on your block

And clean your ass up like Dr. SpockFreestylin on the mic get in the go

Freestylin on the mic so let it flow

Freestylin on the mic get in the go

And next on the mic it's the ice, so let it flowIt's the incredible party rocker, the heart stopper, hit dropper

Hypnotize you all like big poppa

Getting everybody blazed with the funky don't stop

As I detonate the spot like Oklahoma on your block

Like it will be the day that I don't blow up any buildings

When you hear me boy gonna beat the microphone I'm killing

Registering ten on the richer when I shake it

With the earthquake based my taste blowing out your woofers

Put you in a state of shock like Mick and Mike so get it right

Making is the night

Just to let you know my click is tight, right

We got women up front shaking ass

Just about stripping want to put on the glass

Pass the phat philly as I heat it up like chili

Put down the gun son, there is no need for the nine milli

Got the meat for the barbecue so spark a few hops

Watch as I raid your spot like spartan infatruate your whole block

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