How Many Emcee's (Must Get Dissed) [Bushwick Jeep Mix]

I'm takin' it back, come follow me

On a journey to see a for real MC

The mind tricks the body

Body thinks the mind is crazy

But never sleazy

When I get the flow, I'm Swayze

I break, you take

Whatever type of shit the nigga Buckshot makes

The incredible, lyrical, and original

You can kill it, bull, if you wanna take a pull

Whatever I see I attack ('tack)

Fuck off my back, black, nigga, fuck that

The devil lurks and my heart irks for the Hell

Look into the eyes of a nigga who fell

I hit my head on the concrete to beat the feet

Another dead nigga in the street

Bullseye, direct hit, don't miss

But how Many MC's must get dissed?

"How many MC's must get dissed?"

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"How many MC's must get dissed?"

"How many MC's must get dissed?"

"How many MC's must get dissed?"

"How many MC's must get dissed?"

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I can break it down like whatever you want

You want it like this

I hit, ya miss, but you get dissed when I'm pissed

Mister Buckshot rock it not quick

Bitch, get off my dick

I rope 'em up and boot 'em up, then I shoot 'em up

Whatever

I'm clever because I wear my leather in the winter

I enter da stage, nigga cock ya gauge

I bust 'em off somethin' awful

And then I leave the stage

I'm just a crazy maniac murder, a murder type thinkin'

Ya shittin', ya ass thinkin', I see ya blinkin'

I wet 'em then forget 'em, never should've met 'em

But he was talkin' shit to my man

So I had to get 'em

Yep, you can get the fist

Whatever

But how Many MC's must get dissed?

"How many MC's must get dissed?"

"How many MC's must get dissed?"

"How many MC's must get dissed?"

"How many MC's must get dissed?"

"How many MC's must get dissed?"