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You got the 'Brutha Maintain' So I'm maintaining
The way I do it fluid got these Lames straight hating
My spit shine bright on the Mic It's like stargazing at Night
That's why I creep when the Freaks come out and keep a Magazine with sixteen
So when the beat drop I shoot My shot and they all scream And shout
I'm bout' to wreck your body As I turn the party out no doubt
Keep it flowing when the Rhythm is going
I killed the last dragon now My hands are glowing
Lay a few dope lines and my Pen is overdosing
Microphone jonesing a hip Hop fiend
A bump of that funk all I need No"What I Mean"
Dirty or clean I cook up the Raw uncut
A little bit of oh my God and Some what the fuck
It's such a rush when I bust Three pounds of the get down
I got you hooked man look!
I grind heavy and stay ready To rhyme steady
Deadly quick on the draw you Know my mind's sketchy
A nightmare with my right Hand like I'm Freddy
You woke up and I'm right There it's so scary
All green with the red eyes And palms sweaty
I grip the mic and let the flow Go Carrie
Redrum going dumb when the Drums hit me
Judgment on your whole staff Like god sent me