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Here 'n' Now

Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all

Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about y'all

Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all

Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about y'all

Knock 'em out y'all, knock 'em out y'all

Knock 'em out and tell them what we all about

Here and now I got what you want, so come and get a sip

So I can re-script the lyrics, makin' MC's feel it

The devious, devastating theorist

And I can mess you up, somethin' ludicrous

Ain't nuttin' you can do to this

Stop the huffin' and puffin', stompin' niggaz out

I'm makin' 'em stiff and fillin' 'em with [Incomprehensible] stuffin'

Bloody, bloody, bloody, blood clot, [Incomprehensible] on your knot

Left kids in the stack with the big hot, sixteen shot

Duke listen, kids is [Incomprehensible], in action

If that's not [Incomprehensible] picture

Eliminate suckers with subtraction

'Cause I get the chills on a midsummer night

Yeah, I can fight, or in the winter I make your ass hot like a light

Bub-rub-a-dub, three bodies in a tub

Okay, go get the men with the white gloves

You can call it business but I'm personal

Onyx's verse to whoever want to feel with terror

And to all y'all crews, whatever

'Cause the place is here, and the time is now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

At night time I kill 'em, bloody on my canine

Search and find you just, mob through blast fast

Ruffin' 'em up, toughen 'em up, as ass

It isn't what was the damn murder

That [Incomprehensible] done gone sick

I tried the drastic tactic, of, Bacdafucup

The ass kick, blast with, my shook nine rhymes

Crimes is crazy, easy baby

Mess around, get drowned and have that ass in Paisley

Props is props, unorthodox, so watch

Where we live, we get beat up, by the cops

But that can't stop, the kids are so hip-hop

Roof to roof top, dropped, the eight count

Dead, dead on arrival, forget the fame

The game is survival, you know my name

I throw blows in the world of the rap war

Tap jaws of crews, bruise 'em on tour

And the place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

I've come to suck the blood upon a microphone

Gaze deep into my eyes, I'll make you turn to stone

It be, "Night of the Walking Dead", if you don't leave me the hell alone

'Cause rap ain't no game but I'm playin' for keeps

I live in The Rotten Apple, the city that never sleeps

Stop, you try to steal my style and got spotted

Niggaz can't get it, 'cause niggaz ain't got it

I've been a bald head since the age of ten

Plus I'm a ruthless crook and I was born in Crooklyn

So a stick up, is a piece of cake for

The kid with the Sticky Fingaz everything I touch I take

So don't make me angry, you won't like me when I'm angry

All that frustration starts to change me

Then I scream, so my voice gets hoarse

It's time to face the music and the Red Cross

You can fool some of the people some of the time

The beat is the heart and the words get the mind

I'm livin' proof there's no hope of mankind

The place is where?

Here

And now is the time

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

The place is where?

Here

The time is when?

Now

And now I wanna battle

Word up

And this ain't melody, melody

So don't sing it, bring it

Let's throw down

Ai yo, we need a little motherfuckin' bit of crowd participation

Bust dat motherfuckin' ass

Know what I'm sayin'?

When I say, "Bust dat ass", you say, "Bust dat ass"

Here we go

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