Fuck a preface/ this tha yr a get this n take that/ mic hero rap whea my muthafukin cape at/ born up in tha natural state, tryna escape back/ ask me why I write these rymes homie the rate flat/ sup you like so n so? Na yo I hate rap/ bump my own shit in tha whip, don’t touch the tape deck/ yall can walk thea bitch im in tha fast lane, past break even now init 4 the vast gain/ philosophizen outside a where tha math reign/ look into the sidewayz 8, boutta blast brainz/ lil herbz lookn up from tha last place/ as if my floor transparent instead a black paint?/ (ha) buck yall all, cut yall off, yall needa, up yo bux n cut ya costs/ ya needa, fuck w us or dun get lost/ cuz if I aint yet sonny will b your boss/ im frum tha bean real nice wit tha fistz n pen black/ run ya chain wit icepick, sell it off for ten pack/ No Manny this is Danny bein Danny’s yard/ gut all that hustling ya grannyz car to zany barz/ Git back, click clack, six pack, bliz fat, feet up waitin 4 tha first supra diss track/ good loox homie now u betta backup/ not a page wit ya name, ima throw tha whole book atcha/ You - girly wit a heart a lassie/ I break ya fukin ego inta shardza glassy/ Tone ring out, good vibrationz, OE to tha soil thas tha hood libationz/ black flag half mast 'bove the whole wide nation/ skull n crossbonez nomadic wit lost homez/ speed across tha sea at the scenta testosterone/ Yo, we, I spread tha grievance/ or tu, he, YOU pledge allegiance/ region 2 region, heathen to regency/ clenched fist rule I leave you tha decency/ Shogunate, know ya fate we hold it strait n POP (gunshot)/ that's ya wake up call buddy, eight oclock......

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