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Straight from Queens

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Uncle

Rippin' the microphone

And blowin the stage apart.

These MC's ain't got no heart,

They need to quit before they start.

Shakin' and breakin' 'em down.

Best at least.

Fuckin' 'em up, up at least.

Smackin' 'em in a pilek.

Now have a stomp and a smile, G.

Raisin'

Replacin'

Like Jason.

When I be chasin'

These rappers,

Machete style,

Choppin' down.

Their petty style's bassin',

All in my face.

You got the mic,

But I gotta getcha off it.

You got my rhyme,

Now cough it.

Brother, sweat the tip and forfeit.

You're nada,

Know not a,

I'm hotter.

You're a slow trotter.

Karate

Switch the 'e' into an 'a,'

And it's karata.

When I come on

I'm rippin it up

Just like a madman.

I fly your head,

Chop off your legs,

And make your head stand.

Tax and wreckin' these chumps

All of them I rub out.

You know the time.

What's on your mind?

You know I never go out.

I be breakin' bouts.

Ya boys;

Your block; is full of bums, see.

You never was too clever

Stick the fork in you,

You're done G.The instrument'll rip

With the ultimate

Of all the rappers.

Toe to toe.

Whenever I go

I guarantee

The flow will smack ya.

Pumpin' ya full a lead,

Just like a nine.

Kickin' it off in half the time.

Takin' a break

And makin' mine.

You're way behind.

Ya needed a title,

And all the uncle

Made your title for ya.

Hopin',

And prayin',

And wishin',

That I can't rap,

But I rip all a y'all

In half.

Look at me laugh

Ya hee-haw style.

Ya kick it.

Mmm, I see goodies.

Gimme the mic and hoodie.

Now I'll dick it.

Any,

The every,

The his,

The hers,

Of those,

Of theirs,

Of them,

I see your title

Around your neck,

Just swingin' loose.

I take your gem.

I'm takin' it off your neck

With every line that I select,

And wrappin' it up and cuttin'.

While I'm starin'

With disrespect.

Bustin off.

Yeah,

Squeezin' like a vice grip,

Blowin' ya off the stage,

Into the crowd,

So have a nice trip.I'm takin' control.

I hold

The microphone as good as gold.

Fly, so many heads.

I built my twenty-fifth

Totem pole.

Turnin' it out,

And gettin' wrecked

Is just a understatement.

How special to rap a flat,

Puttin' his head

Inside the pavement.

Burnin' 'em up,

Just like a flame thrower.

Rippin' 'em

With the cool flower.

Takin' 'em out in pairs,

Like the man, Noah.

Holdin' 'em up

Just like a trophy,

For the world to see.

You really ain't superb,

You see.

You're goin' out,

Like a girl to me.

Takin' your little

Boo-hoo, baby.

Tear drop.

Cryin' style.

Breakin' it down

Until there's dust,

And I'ma vacuum up the pile.

Showin',

And provin',

And groovin',

And makin a movie

On the mic.

Slappin' a Marlboro

In his mouth,

Just like

A dirty little tyke.

Master of the murderous

Maniac,

Mad style,

Amazin' man.

Mackin' the mic

Since I was just

A mere child.

Props and props;

More props than Terminator 2.

With pen and pad

I play to you,

And on the cross-fader too.

Endlessly with energy,

Undefeatable lyrically,

Expandin' my empire.

You don't want to test me.Wizard of funkadelic.

Every album's like a relic.

Bite the line,

Chewin' on mine,

But ya never live to tell it.

Bustin' it off quick,

Flippin the script.

That's in the bushes,

Then walkin' around the jam.

I'm handin' out pounds

And mushes.

You're makin' a face.

You want to test my slick maneuver?

Your best to rock a break beat,

Or somethin' you can groove to.

Even if every rapper

In the world was makin' jams,

As soon as I set this off

Their mics are slidin'

Out their hands.

Rockin' the junky's world

With the release

Of every single.

Back in the days

I told ya,

I need a beat

To make ya jingle.

Overlord

Droppin' the sword,

And choppin off the mic cord.

Rappers are dead

All over the street

In every state I toured.

I'm dealin' the truth,

With living god

That's right before ya eyes.

And I'll be rollin'

In hoods and sneakers,

You can keep the suit and ties.

No sell out.

Bet ya uncle never dies.

Gimme that microphone,

I'll rip it up

Until sunrise.

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