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[Ced Gee] Yo, this next joint, we never put out Because like uhh, one of the engineers was gettin weeded up And he, he kinda like erased, a majority of the song So we just moved on But it's so butter... I put it on here anyway So check it out, it's Kool Keith on some solo shit But once again, there's a big skip in the song It's not the tape, nobody's messed up This is what the engineer did when he got weeded up and erased the track, so check it [Kool Keith] A lot of rappers are weak-whack, bullshit speak that same ol' style, I think I heard it before I'm steppin to you, through you, like you wasn't even there Pissy rappers with Pampers, get out of my hair Run to mommy and change, come back when you're ready boy Stinging your small brains, rhymes that be steady boy Toy, you're just a perfect decoy to follow, learn, look, write, copy You still ain't down, your fuckin rhymes are sloppy Scrib-scrab, scriggledy scrab Motherfucker with a crayon, coloring book out You stop you look out, right beside with a rhyme I took out SongtexteBanging your brain cell, I'm hype and hyper Ready and riper, but not that type of whack MC, who try to fuck with me So bring your stupid ass, and try your luck with me I get busy and snapback, flashback Smack back your crew and the sidekick motherfuckers you look whack 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 [Kool Keith: verse with tape edits - best guess] You're like a small time rapper, frontin your big and you and your boy, check out Keith diggin Your rhymes are useless, shitty and senseless You want a career, better yet you should end this Stop and go twice homepiss what's wrong Show me rhymes and hooks, oh that same ol' song Awww shit, you think you're comin legit Your rhyme a jumble of words, and half of them don't fit You need to quit boy, jump up fetch sit boy You're bitin my rhyme bone, like it's a play toy You're starvin, takin rhymes hey Marvin Here stupider brains I need to mold and carve and every time you rhyme, keep your step and distance D'ya know what you're doing, you need further assistance? Rhyme hot blisters, takin your sisters Deep in the love zone with all tongue twisters Rock and roll, calypso, jazz Like Brick was a funk band, fuck with Dazz What'cha sayin, you wanna step on the hardwood Rhymes'll 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 the deal? You wanna 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 [Kool Keith] I'ma say 'em again, over and over, powerful rhymes The motherfucker ain't large Tryin to diss man, yo homepiss man Step in a rhyme jab, get hit with a fist mad National, you fuck around with the champion Show me that whack style plus that campeon Stick and move, uppercut with a left rhyme Damage ya brain, punch it out with a def rhyme You're sleepin, stupid as you slept And everytime you move, I take one more step Further down the road, super rhymes a 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 Aww, yeah, what, oh I thought so You think you could rhyme, uh-uh, no no Put the mic down, and listen how you sound Writin bullshit, and cheap 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 microphone go solo Grabbin your brain, crush it up like bolo In a second, step aside as I'm wreckin Takin, choppin, back to back, you whack rappers are over Flippin like Rover, and out of a smooth rhyme, steppin all over Back and forth with, go back play home You comin with whack rhymes, go back stay home Think about it - never lie to yourself And stop perpetrating, because you're not that large Aus Songtexte Mania