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Yo, this next joint we never put out because like uh, one of the
Engineers was getting weeded up and he kinda like erased the
Majority of the song. So we just moved on, but it's so butter
I put it on here anyway so check it out. This is Kool Keith on
Some solo shit. But once again, there's a big skip in the song
It's not the tape, nobody's messing up, this is what the engineer
Did when he got weeded up and erased the track, so check it
A lot of rappers are weak, wack, bullshit speak that
Same old style, I think I heard it before
I'm stepping to you, through you, like you wasn't even there
Pissy rappers with pants clips, get out of my hair
Run to mommy and change, come back when you're ready boy
Stinging your small brains, rhymes will be steady boy
Toy, you're just a perfect decoy to follow, learn, look, write, copy
You still ain't down, your fucking rhymes are sloppy
Script scrap, scribbly scrap, motherfucker with a crayon
Coloring book out, you stop, you look out
Right beside with a rhyme I took out
Banging your brain cell, I'm hype and hyper
Ready and riper, but not that type of
Wack MC who try to fuck with me
So bring your stupid ass and try your luck with me
I get busy and snap back, flashback, smack back
You're doing the sidekick motherfuckers, you look wack
Step up black when I'm on center stage
Here's the mic, psych, go back, sit down
And stop perpetrating because you're not that large
You're like a four top rapper, fronting your dick again
You and your boy, check out Keith digging
Your rhymes are useless, shitty and senseless
You want a career? Better yet, you should end this
Stop and go twice home bitch, what's wrong?
Show me rhymes and hooks, oh that same old song
Aw shit, you think you're coming legit?
Your rhyme a jumble of words and half of them don't fit
You need to quit boy, jump off that sick boy
You're biting my rhyme bone like it's a play toy
You're starving, taking rhymes say Marvin
Here stupider brains that need the mold and carving
Every time you rhyme, keep your stepping distance
You know what you're doing, you need further assistance
Rhyme hot blisters, taking your sisters
Keeping the love going with all tongue twisters
Rock and roll, calypso jazz
Like Brickles the funk band, fuck with dads
What you saying? You want to step into hardwood rhymes
And beat you down like the back of a billy club
You bite and bite, just another silly dub
On cassette and tape decks, who got you this deal?
You want to rhyme like me toy, now be for real
Walk off, step off, give me back the mic
Come in, step up, fuck around tonight
And stop perpetrating because you're not that large
I'ma say I'm again, over and over, powerful rhymes
The motherfucker ain't large, trying to diss man
Your whole piss man, stepping the rhyme jab
Get hit with a fist man, national
You're fucking around with the champion
Show me the wack styles, crush that campion
Stick and move, uppercut with a left rhyme
Damage your brain, punch it out with a death rhyme
You're sleeping, stupid ass is slept
And every time you move I take one more step
Further down the road, super rhymes and detour
Smoke is built up, but can you see more?
I'm ready now, bring your ass on stage
Look around in your green book and turn the page
Aw yeah, what? Oh, I thought so
You think you can rhyme? Uh-uh, no no
Put the mic down and listen how you sound
Writing bullshit, antique old metaphor
Your rhymes need homework, a grade and a better score
Zero, fuck around with the madman
'Cause rappers like you keep me happy and glad man
To pick up the mic, bro, phone, go solo
Grabbing your brain, crush it up like bolo
In a second, step aside as I'm wrecking
Taking, chopping back to back, you wack rappers are over
Flipping like Grover, and out of a smooth rhyme
Stepping all over, back and forth with
Go back, play home, you're coming with wack rhymes?
Go back, stay home, think about it
Never lie to yourself and stop perpetrating
Because you're not that large