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Good evening ladies and gentlemen (hey)
 I'd like to thank you all for joining us this evening
 Let me know if y'all with me, y'all (hey)
 Just a couple of things I wanna say
 I only play the games that I win at
 And stay the same with more rhymes than there's ways to skin cats
 As a matter of fact, let me rephrase
 With more rhymes and more ways to fillet felines these days (days)
 Watch the path for the black one
 Supervillian, he wrecks clubs for delf in a drunken stupor, chillin'
 Ready and willin' to inadvertently foil that plan
 Of any rhymer, whined or spoiled brat
 Who got more snottier flows than snotty nose?
 And holds mics like he knows karate body blows
 Nobody knows the trouble I see (nobody knows)
 From the MPB fl, dirty tailin' the eye bubble eye thirty
 For the record, this is some shit I just thought of y'all
 Science fiction, that's not admissible in no court of law
 I live to rock mics 3D
 The only reason I seek to stop to snuff the TV
 I heard beats, they sound like karaoke
 With monkey rhymers on a leash like don't have this fairy choke me
 Hit 'em with a penny, so we can get these peanuts
 And I thought we was nuts, I used to get free cuts
 They lock Lex Luthor up in Green Haven
 Since when a nigga never really been to clean-shaven
 Misbehavin' rap stars need Listamint
 Call me Mr. Bent, I'm at where your sister went
 Intelligent, used to write and be well spoke
 Now all a nigga wanna do is fight and sell, tell a joke
 This could lead to catastrophe
 'Bout to stop the violence right after these last three shots
 From the black bat, got me at headlock
 Holdin' on to sanity by strands of that dreadlock
 She told me, "Get off"
 I said, "Bitch, let me set this shit off so I could get rich right quick"
 Then it hit me like the point of intoxication
 Nigga, come out and rock this nation like ox defacin'
 A lot of niggas out is rusty like oxidation
 In the world's most strangest, most dangerous occupation
 But you could do it, you the Super like in your building
 Villian like trife Kinder is in All My Children
 Plottin' and it sure to pay ends
 With some more mature women, and some more of they friends
 And when bad men roll tight, it's actual true
 Like a pack of Big Bambu with natural glue
 Who grip necks of Becks next to Triple X?
 He just came in 4-D followed the ripple effects
 And it'll lead you right to him
 Oh snap, it seems you walked into a trap do wrap
 Zoinks, this place is filled with pretender willies
 One false move and get broke off like end of Phillies
 True believers ain't nothin' new to a
 Crook with special powers like how to tell the future, uh-uh
 Rhyme of the month, two page long
 Bustin' off two gages with my cake on wrong
 Son, it's on, remind me of a Raekwon tape song
 With a fleet of super bad, status, Rae Dawn Chong
 Let me know if y'all's with me, y'all
 National and geographic down to the titty-bar
 Rep Monster Island City, y'all
 To all my brothers who is doin' unsettlin' bids
 You could have got away with it if it was not for them meddling kids
 Over here
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