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Ital (The Universal Side)

(Everybody reppin' from the Illadelph side)

From the Illadelph side

To the New York side

To the the universal side

(Everybody reppin' from the Illadelph side)

From the Illadelph side

To the New York side

To the the universal sideI wanna be able to reach an MC

And reach a little child in the same degree

And my elders excel

I mean what the hell

We might as well bridge these gaps

In all before we fall in the fireIt's a million MCs upon a plan they call real tryin' to set it

Profess mic techniques illegit

Inaccurate perceptions of reality embedded

In they minds thus they rhymes are discredit (check it out)I use my music implemented with jewels and sport tools

To inspire all these too cool fools who say screw school

Cause they don't see the conspiracy

That's put here to trap you and meY'all know the battle lieutenant be on some whole 'nother other finesse genetic

They say I get it from my mother so its' inheredit-

Tary and very necessary to shine

Legendarily, heavily refinedContemporaries like the Roots is so rad it's like dag

Which bag did they come out of, and how can I get in it to win it?

Like a raffle ticket pickin'

If you feelin' something, guess who get the stickingI got this Ital style up close and personal

The first I find to violate, I shall retal-

Iate with realism for they whole local

To relate, we on point like decimal Abstract nowMCin' while I'm breathin' MCin' is believing

That you can host a ceremony and the dose is never phony

In fact, it's quite therapeutic

Like a B12 hypodermic needle so shoot itLyrically elicit upsteps the explicit

Most wicked seven digit mic wizard

My tongue lash out and strike with it

Just slightly might miss it

When I blast through your section or district(Everybody reppin' from the Illadelph side)

From the Illadelph side

To the New York side

To the the universal side

(Everybody reppin' from the Illadelph side)

From the Illadelph side

To the New York side

To the the universal sideIn my formative years by my peers I was influenced

Until the instruments of time killed the congruence

I peeped the blue prints on how to make true sense

Of MC's which are a nuisance I know just what to do since I'm on another lev

Brothers is fakin' jacks and think they ready for the rev

But they got a lot to learn, to make their thoughts long term

Cause on their short-cuts they made a wrong turn

Probably, timelessly I construct the fearsome

To rip your eardrum for many years to come

Professional style thinkin' rational to move wise

So hard it's a wonder y'all aliveAnd still breathin', niggas is dead and not even

Perpetuatin' real life the shit kicked is real trife ayo they fake bleedin'

It's obvious that they needin' attention feedin'

They cold actin' like heathens

When mics is picked up MC's scenes is kicked up

Like women with the gripper drinking Moet 'till they hiccup

Fellas hustlin' picking bricks up

Fantasizin' about the illest stick up

But rip up the jam and we be truly impressed

On stage you won't need your tef. vest

Only a mic with and a mic test

And at your best you get blessed by the fans who profess

That they can relate

With the trials you tribulate

Or the pains you endure

Cause some cats is pure

Tell horors that are true but see cats like you

Y'all fake joints just tyo get a woo-woo

The tear jerker

You be that miracle worker

Whose miracle just ran out

I think it's time you pan out

Or just plain fade, cause yo you played

We 'bout to drop on you like the Everglades

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