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Rap battles, I saw MC's goin at it |
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Crews playin new records, I arrived and caused static |
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From Frisco to Oakland like Bronx to Manhattan |
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You know what's happenin, Charizma style of rappin |
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Hey yo B, you know your man Kwan that's 10 feet tall? |
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He should drop the mic and pick up a basketball |
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Ah yes y'all, mad love to my crew, everyone's real cool |
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All we wanna do is to be in a record pool |
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Ah yes y'all, this is my design to make my niggas rewind |
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Labels pull crimes, it's time for me to resign |
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The style's deep even when we fall asleep |
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Dreamin of the usual - a rap beat |
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I got class with my math, so remember this |
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If you're not down you're expelled off my premises |
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I come with bombs when the scene is loud and hectic |
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I'm clean cut and suave, the dapper type, man I got methods |
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(Rap so strong and Rap so def), I got Methods! |
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(Rap so strong and Rap so def), I got Methods! |
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(Rap so strong and Rap so def), I got Methods! |
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(Rap so strong and Rap so def) |
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I got you and your crew peepin me out and starin |
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Maybe this is something you're not accustomed to hearin |
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I'm comin through clownin, takin titles and much clout |
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And when I'm rollin dice I got my boys on the lookout |
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It's just Charizma with the Nikes, Charizma with the knocks |
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Charizma on stage is Charizma sure to rock |
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So check it out party people in the place |
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The newest car I ever had was a '78 |
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I'm straight rollin in my bucket with my boys at ease |
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And when I see a liquor store I think of ten g's |
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I'm just fanatic with these rhymes, you can't read em, though |
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Young kid, you're not ready for torpedos |
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Just wait until my moms hears this jam |
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She'll say I have to scram but she has to take me for what I am |
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When I need someone to talk to for insight |
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I see what's in sight, and that's lovely girls tonight |
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I got methods |
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I got rappers takin votes, it's a rappin debate |
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I make my speech and announce the winner at the studio live at 8 |
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So (?) applause |
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This is just a rhyme from page 74 |
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As far as girls, yeah, they know me, they talk about Colby |
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But Colby ain't got nothin on me, I rap in Dolby |
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So hey world, open your eyes to the wack |
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Cause when the goin gets rap the wack get off my track |
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And that's black |
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Who said that real hip-hop don't sell |
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Me and my whole crew bought two copies of Raising Hell |
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Just the other day there was a contest with ten MC's |
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Mad lookin wack wearin Lee's and cock these |
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I was like okay, so I gave it a bay |
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Now those MC's ain't got nothing but their ex-girls to blame |
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I got methods |