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How did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?

How did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?I despise a duck MC on the mic

Defari, big up

Rhymes and gemsI run tracks like Ben Johnson

Dick Vytel said my style was awesome

P.T.P. MC, prime time precisely

Word to brothers, I get IselyAnd voyage to Atlantis, Black Sea, world of panthers

Where brothers don't question, they answer

Mathematically, with lyrics of strategy

The goal is to remedy the world, of these wack MCsExactly, Defari, lyrical athlete

Find me in the final heat

Of the Olympic track meet

For MCsThis kid, he's not the average

I'm on the rise, son, like my name was Backstage Laminate

I got a cabinet of members all who posses spectacular vernacular

Blazing through contendersI remember when hip hop was genuine

When gimmicks were limited

MCs were magnificent

Shows were omnipotentThe crowd was all feelin' it

If a kid had skills on stage, yo, he'd reveal it

But nowadays, mad MCs need lessons in stage presence

Instead of claimin', they representWhile I enterprise

Maintain, stay awake and wise

What you hear is what you get, no lies

No disguiseHow did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?

How did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?How did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?

How did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?Rhymes and gems

I despise a duck MC on the micI like the milk, I like the lactate

I like the milk type cords over a phat ass, drum break

With skill, my mind spins like windmills

For MC creeps, I got noun and verb fills and brain pillsI combine dentistry with crainiology

Stacks of facts not mythology

So when I catch wreck to enterprise the land of the sunset

How much run should one don get?I say plenty, that's word to Penny Hardaway

Hip hop is an arena and every show is like game day

On Sunday or Monday

Whatever day I play at a professional level, here, in L.A.And that's a raw fact, no fiction in this guy

The essence of a pharaoh, D to the E, fari

The only weapon I brandish is my vernacular

Defari, the tackler, Duck MC, capturerHow did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?

How did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?Word to the Barbershop MCs

I got the remedies for enemies

Who possess flimsiesConcepts I bomb, step to detonate

A vocal explosion as big as a tidal wave

See, I'm that kid that you know that you never even heard about

Defari Heru will soon spread by word of mouthThrough every ghetto street, backstreet and phat jeep

I enterprise the west combine with strength plus finesse

(Now how we go?)

I'm blessed by Allah Almighty

Teaching class daily, plus I'm writin' rhymes nightlyMad MCs be lyin' everyday

They be them same kids who drink pop off instead of BombaySaffire

The day will come when they expire

Retire or get sliced by this lyrical barb wire, they admire

While I wire a fax to my everyday contacts

Plans to make my cash triple stackHow did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?

How did this bullshit happen?

Explain to me, how did this bullshit happen?Thank you and good night

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