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Ultramagnetic MC's - Yo Black lyrics
[Kool Keith] Bobbito's in the house! I gotta say one thing, y'all been great playin the real shit Y'know, all this radio shit, this flower shit you be hearin All this la-la-la and this, TLC condoms on your eyes and all that shit I'm not with that.. Yeah! You listenin to the sounds, of the one, Rhythm X -- the man I'ma show you how to get wreck The right way, not the wrong way Watch me when I do this, pay attention Check it out Shut up! Step back! That picky-packy-wacky rap Your old flow is over and your rhyme style is over with In fact, big head, yo take it as a bigger diss I come walk in your show like David Berkowitz Make you think you swimmin like that homey Mark Spitz How can you put up a fox, against an ALLIGATOR I chew your crew one by one, like a Now or Later I make a heavy man light, turn a black kid white Bust a rhyme in they rectum, squeeze it tight I wreck shop like Rock the Ricky Wrecka Crush-a, stomp-a, nother, brother I make MC's go, |
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