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[E-Vocalist] You gets no respect when you're live as a still-born fetus A B you C this, to prove it, a D hits The E is, restless, so F this, who's next to get reckless God protects this, only Malcolm X is equal when it comes to motivatin people Cool but at times I pack a tool like ? Sly as a fox when I slapbox like Zsa Zsa Gabor or get me open and I'm hell like Pandora Before words are spoken, the herb pinch my nerve like a Vulcan, lobotomizing MC's, splittin brain cells open I'm dope when I make feet tap, like I'm Sammy Davis Jr. with a glass eye full of crack The Natural, is smokin a party like Carlos Rossi Not Mario Van P., but run with a _Posse_ As the world turns I leave MC's with third degree burns Get around like germs, stompin turfs like pachyderms Sweeter than the man who made Duran say "No mas" Cash is earned _Here and Now_ like Luther Van-dross but I never been greedy Ten percent of all the cash that I earn goes to the needy [Chorus] [D-Wyze] They can't catch my groove, on the mic I take fools to school SongtexteBatter up, D-Wyze ties the force into a knot, smooth Now watch the boy linger from the shit that I produce, hits like ass on your fingers Get it? Before the bombs blow like C-4 Priority's the label, All City is the door, slammin Hip-Hop niggaz never heard before (Yeah?) And givin you more and more, so check it Brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, don't even bother The rapper's also yo, a fuckin barber Figured if this shit don't work I gotta have somethin to fall back on, but for now, I stand strong Put on my black Chuck Timberland boots Stepped over the suede strip so I can pick up the scoop HEYYY, hard hittin kids get loose All samples get cleared quick, cause this crew got juice The, habitual liar is me I get head from off of Manny while I watch Dynasty while I write, I write rhymes every night I'm so bad, for what I wrote I had to fight You punk-ass, D-Wyze'll never lose my moves I get filthy over Joe's tracks, you can't catch my groove [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania