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(feat. Living Legends) Uh.. Cuf and the Living Legends..yeah yeah Sacramento [N8 the GR8] I jump into this Demmie Like a Tammy Felling Flamy Nominate the Great For Sammy's Bammy's and Grammy's But not for recognition cause they recognize Can't jeopardize themselve expose my family's eyes and my image size that limit's the skies So I stay high like my raps do Why you fly low puff the post like steel then feel me Pop the most coast to coast, reel to reel Though I'm not as close as I need to be My life ain't living easily No joke when your dope and flat broke Ain't no poke shit slow quick teasing me early spit flows Figure not that big but playa should have got low from the get go How pathetic a medic wouldn't help this problem It's mathematics so forget it trigonometry wouldn't solve this Anatomically correct erect Nut sack Like a T-Rex soft sack no C-Rex Any spot small to hall outta control like Rap Rap Rap Rap yes yes yall And I ain't stopping trips dropping like Letras de cancionesHaints saints fame cause they can't Hop without a hips which gots ya floppin If you were knew of you I'ma do-er What do you do play with Barbies? I'ma curer talk shit like a sewer crew [scratching] I hope my legendary style Or Rap lives on [PSC] Promoters like us on their flyers cause my crew's like directions we show you where to go Now how to get their that's your lesson Best to Cheive by the quotes of your intelligence measured in the increments to bare you a jack-ass Arrest accuse a jerk who think you rap fast Master the art, attack and punch lines to get the quad fast And assiful other writers where you feel most comfortable No worries of getting ate up I did the other rhyme and got you a girl The little name up on walls of your city After ripping up these shows is feeding these titties Oh they belong to your queen, oh that's a pity The circumstance of the life of an emcee a dope one of that You won't forget me or never get with me [Soul Clap] PSSSH pablo ocean ERRRKK PSSHH Bang tighter than my lower back hurt And neck whipped bless off some tuff shit Just to wreck this thing we bang here Mic still replace the beer tai blo's spoff home 5 on 5 jump out fall into the press Just to bless it again test a fate Then create his wings to protect ya man Drive a tech less is in Anti 2 ain't playin Heard ya slaying switch ya land and pain ya felt Hand delt by ya maka Peace be upon ya Faka lies up ya staff back servive a cheap neck A priest shit anti weak shit erase from scenery See it no paint brush holding me and yes But I still don't see it in the script 19 and 8 beats Hit like beat the shit and look the rainbow to spit in Tyson the ear that fat lady oh shit it The Broad singing ya cut like be the uh Understand and the rip and the representing This life im living this anti-haterism Both forgeted about the ism We living upon that Revealing life so by the end God you testify A slave that's what you can't see from grave My actions clap adapt no counter acts an option only if you have to upgrade but damn you didn't make the grade School's out, unny style wild bangin nuts hangin Fuck your epic slanging pre wreck to see your PhD emcees soul's submitting bitch in your area Spring is cholera fuck your fake sack corpse [The Grouch] Me I let loose usually get juice not easily Scaled I'm awful broadminding how I'm finding This first fund progression come a lesson outta living That's day to day giving what I expect to get back Man check back in a week But I collect that and freak something new Something oooo cause it's unexlainable I'll attain a whole dream and see unphase One raised eyebrow can be noticed But it's done the day's work I stay first grade Started in the dirt faith brought me to the surface so I could fufill my purpose Still I'm worth this much when they spectate I educate the heart of those who can not Be the art [Crush] The new collection of comrades has combined like compounds I'm Crush I'm down to give you Lucky listeners the bomb sound So beware when we there please procede with caution Danger Danger, I'll rearrange ya and then have you lost in space with a Taste of what I make it's like cajun I'm making sure you are wanted cause Don't it sound amazing trails-I'm-blazin And I ain't sitting in no saddles From Night to Morning time listing to warning signs like rattles on a snake, now I'm asking for masking tape For my beats cause on the streets My peeps say they break I stay way laid back like reclining When I'm rhyming declining You doubting and don't think of climbing on my mountain [Asop] Asop be chopin yall stompin yall dead in yall tracks Stay calm but seem relaxed No need to Proceed cash no limitations That heed your progression chasing on my mic Or have you stressin like that pussy You beggin for youse a bitch ass idiot Out numbered in the class of scholors, you fuckin rap whore Or maybe a little talent, while still unbalanced like putting a gram in a hefty bag I could see it in your eyes, you wanna rise hella bad Your eyes may shine, your teeth may grit but until you write some dope rhymes your shit I'll never rip You done slipped your ass in a room with no doors Forever with a close as you'll get to a couple of legends It's never clever face inside the broth of master of your destiny The early the class next time you'll find out what the lesson I'll be [scratching continues] I hope my legendary style or rap lives on [Eligh] It's terror under the axle Spinning outer body contort like Play-dough Play pianos on spines with rhyme that lay low Low to the lowest denominator thermal status Frozen when the Bastards cook check the latches I look twice before I cross the beat It's excitement the cautious overlooking the night It's in displace so obvious and devices Many times a man get's mislead Messiah in his head but down below it's good as dead His book was misread We construct the new approach appreciate the slightest thanks Give it also to the ears out listen track its deep in the banks Admission to your circuts to climb When I push rewind for your tape so which part It's the mean time find anew face to shake [Pete] Dont matter the place's I see the same fool's Face's acting like they too good for the place Ignore my tape wth money to waste Up at the bar think he a star sipping a drink I hit him up with a Cuf tape tell "him 4 bucks so what you think" He said "I think not, fuck that funny style Hip-Hop" I said "The only style thats funny is that flashy shirt you rock" He said "What!" nothing You ain't supporting fuck conversation I won't Interupt your perpetrating You ain't felling my situation plus my creation might be a little much for your imagination Too many video's ready rotation Leaves the frustration of this country Ain't punkin me into a 9 to 5 dummie Living miserable dying chasin some money Now how that sound not profound Cuf and Living Legends unite lets all get down I got to have it like Eddo as clear as negro Be wetho bring ass like petho so now whose funky drunk Me and RJ back in the day We busted hella shows for no pay We busted shows with no delay Fom Sac to the Bay fed express We let it play even got the dat machine jacked Now many disc we flip today ain't no cover up Intelegent organized Emcees coming up Yoused to run it up in spots strckly To fuck that shit up [echoes out] From Letras Mania