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[Intro] They got a problem now Knahmsayin? There's like, too many corny rappers... Knahmsayin? Pretenders (put a end to you) knahmsayin? [Chorus] There's too many phony MC's out there this year They best to beware I've burnt thousands already So get ready, lyrics are deadly There's too many phony MC's out there this year They best to beware I've burnt thousands already So get ready, lyrics are deadly (knahmsayin?) [Verse One] Niggaz keep frontin, ain't saying nuttin Killah Priest remains calm, yet carry on Go 'head sing your song, claim y'all the dons Rap superstars look cute with your cigars Bitches like that, but where your mics at? Bite me I bite back - plus I break backs Fuck you, you can sue me, from yours truly when niggaz sound booty There's too many rappers in the East wanna be gangsters Too many gangsters in the West wanna be rappers Letras de cancionesBunch of actors - I ought to smack ya - who's your master? Sit down take a lesson, stop guessin For years I had grace, saw your mad face That only showed bad taste Run around like you're delirious Foamin from the mouth like you're furious I'd rather be serious, it keeps the audience curious These fantasies - nothin for your fans to seize It might cause casualties Hollywood is not your neighborhood And if it is, give the mic to Natalie Woods And y'all can be off to see the wizard The wonderful Wizard of Oz, which are the A&R's And you and Toto, doin promos, along with the Scarecrow You will see no dough [Chorus] There's too many phony MC's out there this year They best to be aware I've burnt thousands already So get ready, my lyrics are deadly There's too many phony MC's out there this year They best to beware I've burnt thousands already So get ready, my lyrics are deadly [Verse Two] I lay in the cut like peroxide Lookin at ya cock-eyed, cause your music sounds lop-side (Oooh!) They sound tounge tied Butch of young guys, have 'em hung high Watched his lungs fry, from the sunshine which is one rhyme generating from the mind Killah Priest now or late, I terminate Burn and break, and intimidate I come cold as when the winter break I put an end to snakes - pretenders and fakes Shake like a earthquake, I judge wisely between two pillars of poison ivy For those that despise me - attach 'em to the I.V. Your pops should've bust you on the couch or sent you down the mouth Next time wear a condom, when I step upon them I make MCs memories Whenever there's a symphony, I look sinfully Been doin this for centuries I write shit sick as Shakespeare trippin off of acid Roll on you like John the Baptist, with the rusty hatchet I preach the word of God before I murder y'all I swear I never heard of y'all There's too many MC's out there.. [Chorus: overlaps last line] There's too many phony MC's out there this year They best to beware I've burnt the thousands already So get ready, my lyrics are deadly There's too many phony MC's out there this year They best to beware I've burnt thousands already So get ready, my lyrics are deadly There's too many phony MC's out there this year They best to beware I've burnt thousands already.. [fades out] From Letras Mania