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Told ya buffalo
Fell to the like folgers
Couldnt hold the
Fancy paralyzed for an answer

In the hip hop but the rap got cancer
Tumors poppin from the middle of
X be the end of baby boomers
Is the next headed for doom

Control the and you got a got a
fulla fertilizer blowin up the spot
Think its terrorism the hot
Check the tap the telephone

Surprise home grown
And one of your own
Its dat ol shit, dat same ol game
From same ol gang up to that same ol thing

Now what I see say you me
I pour a of LSD

I dont know what yall thinkin
But if you like I know
You strap on your seatbelt
Cause you in for a ride

Now I be I been a man
Figure I never myself a nigger to get Benjamin
love got to do wit what you got
Not a whole lot, no oh this shit is hot

Spendin all the cheddar for
Wit a sign foreclosed on the mud
in dominoes

Now the heads tales how the dead bled and fled
Now livin up in the bed
Instead they us like Jesus
to the mob did a sloppy job in Hempstead

Lord had mercy curse me
New world got my ass drownin in the water
Now what you to the west
That funk to the east is phat, ATL be krunk south

Thirty thou trunks
Try to pass the but to the rest they flunk
Now what be indebted, get over it
Those times and raps aint comin back

No without a pass, I kick ass
the sox off a Pandoras box
Is it any why the clocks flavor got?
Between a verse my jaw lox

I set the between the R and B scene
Go against the run up on the train
And so I the brains of Cobain
As hip hop brain em spill the champagne

it plain the sound remains insane
Come the same no holes up the lane
Dont ask no questions on the simple
Can the get Shaq back, Knicks get Van exel

rap lyrics fuck whatcha heard
Not no lost and found or half ass words
funk power moves ruffs
I aint never been cuckoo for no puffs

LSD, set it free em see the tricks
Rather try at 37 die at 26

Lawyers no accountants no royalties
Lie for a lie, I em in the eye
History speaking should die
Kissed the companies and them all cry

A new rap song and a drive by
Why o why did the die
The narcs and the feds got the niggas fraid
Threat of the aids got the afraid

The goddamn white man got you
Social got your mama afraid
Scared of the fact a niggas black
of you say nigga before you say crack

You got no back is what you
Just say and Ill see where your ass is at