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No matter who you are, or what your age may beIf you want to achieve permanent, sustaining successThe motivation that will drive you toward that goalMust come from within{Moe Love cuts and scratches}[Ced Gee]Check it out, one timeMy tricky tricky style is so cocky I knock you out like I'm RockyAnd then I'll bet you the world, plus some loot, on the pointA licky lethaler rapper cause my rhymes are like potionI think he burn like ?, to put your mind in slow motionSimply, it's done, like makin a bungeeYou lick it or roll it a sticky spark with the fellasLet's contact Quinton, they call him the chiefPlus I'm votin destruction, on suckers they're nerdsTake their style toss it up, then add effects like a reverbTake it and match it, cause the flow is exceptionalThe Washington Congress, the House and CongressionalProfessional, call it geronimoFrequencies on the mickie, watch your girl give a hickieNow you're flippin the ill way, diluted with ?The Horsemen style is to flow so rapidRicky run like a faucet, like ??Costello so mellow, like a pen with OthelloLetras de cancionesShicky shapin a Hamlet, tricky bowl thicky Jell-oHell-o, goodbyeDon't be scared, pick up the mic (3X)[T.R. Love?]My flow is wicked, rough and rugged like Wilson PickettStick it, the funky kinetic can FLOW, cause I can dig itCheck it check it as I wreck it, niggaz never respect itI was always neglected, intellect be so respectedA sharp shooter, blowin niggaz up out the frameYou can't maintain, my domain, too insaneI have centrifugal terrifical stylesDifficult styles, wire be bitin bark, chewin for milesI'm like Houdini the Great, I'm too magnificentIncredible shit, to make motherfuckers bugNow niggaz is sick, shootin up your town, blowin up your cityAs I stalk walk hawk, that shit ain't prettyReally, silly, better step offDon't be scared, pick up the mic (5X)[Kool Keith]I got the pickup truck ready, lookin for Satan the DevilYeah, bugged crazy off another, levelI boogie woogie on down and catch mad wreckLoad the calico check, come in high techMC's jump up quick, you get your ass kickedMad sick, used to hang with Charles MansonCut up any foot, if I saw it kept dancinI smeggle smack em, briggle briggle break emCatch em with the Hefty bag, walk away and take emMC's look in the mirror, see they nightmareThe bugged kid, bald head, fuck it I don't careI get frantic atomic, pull your rectum outChange your brainframe, butt pull your spectrum outI get retarded and raw like Razor RuddockYou don't wanna try the X, aww, fukkitLet me, show you, my style, this styleFuck that, na na na nah, not this styleYes yo, who dat? Yo wait, yo I'm comin downHee hee hee hee! Come and battle me clownJuggle three balls, my balls, feel goodYou bet I have your girl on my dick, sister write me a letterMC's know they all deaf, they on the back burnerI step straight to your crew like mad Truck TurnerThe crazy man with grenades in the projectsBack up punk, remember X X XDon't be scared, pick up the mic (4X)[????]Check itIt's my time with the rhyme, for the minor comin harderPull a burner blast your ass at the lineRacist, faces, spaces, braces, ????I'm sprayin mace in your faceI'm tradin places with the power to knock, your ass unconsciousI'm monstrous, I ? and I romp, cause I stomp, cause I want thisNot so fast kid yo, I did a mad bidYou won't last kid yo, I whup your assThen vacate the premises, ?? of the Genesis??? motherfucker can you step to thisCan you handle the vandal the man on the forceThrough the scandal snuff your ass like a candleWell it's my rate, the high rate, the fly rateSince I rate, cause I rate, cause I make, you gyrateTo the raw rappin cause it's all that it's all thatIt's raw Jack, and it's time - to go to war JackSo don't waste my timeLet the bassline kick yo' ass with the chorus lineA checka wreck a record, check-o-wreckI guarantee to rock shock shock the place with most respectDon't be scared, pick up the mic (8X) From Letras Mania