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Forget the hype, I go up on stage just ta get the mic
Once i touch that thing you know im set for life
I'll even let u be my little manager, u can check the lights
b4 every show, now ya know u too respect my type
you can touch my doe but could neva touch my flow
cuz when i bust it yo, its so untouchable
I'll help ya 2 yah back 2 ya feet, than i crush ya toes
all those that appose, get stuck like hoes
boy i'd thought u'd know, that im serious
Tha ill lyricist that spits till delriousness
furious words with sick verbs u hearin this?
curious? i kick curbs while u bite em, that y ur fearin this
Half tha rhymes i spit, dont even need 2 write em
Battle verses? dont need 2 recite em
I spit it off the dome, thats how i fight em
Chorus(freestyled)
Im not lyin, tell this bitch 2 stop cryin
the way i keep commin back you'd think i was 50 when he got shot 9
Non stop i drop rhymes, red hot like stop signs
you still commin ta get yours, n i already got mine
stop tryin, you can neva be like me, im Illmatic
when u go 2 sleep, im in the studio, IM still at it
Tryin 2 battle me is pointless, like tryin 2 kill static
I eat up emcee's so easily,its tragic
the fact is, Im past infatuation with this rap that im makin
PRoducin ill lyrics is only half the situation
Introducin' blazin tracks is my motivation
Layin' back, but quit 2 spit wit no hesistation
Neva wastin' any time, cuz i got no patience
So u'd betta stay in line, cuz i'll find a replacement
All these rhymes that ur hearin, came straight from my basement
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