Impostas

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The supervillian versus the golddigger
 Doom mild mannered old nigga
 Supporter for the daily blues
 Reporter for the jewel drop news
 Pop israeli tools
 The world renowned master of word game
 Who lay low sometime behind
 Iceberg nerd frames
 Yo M.F., they heard the name
 But just couldn't quite place the rep if they retrace they step
 Next EP., who to give thanks ta
 Here lies the pranksta, tried to test a gangsta
 The last guy he saw was a potato
 From the lone nato who host his own late show
 Keep a low lab on monsta island like seinfeld
 White wine clientele connected like
 Mindmeld
 I can tell they see they styles as too tricky
 And too thicky on this microphone doohickey
 MF Monday through Friday get money
 Saturday through Sunday, brown Al Bunday
 Waitin for this shit to kick in as the plot thicken
 He wrote these rhymes in 3-D with red and blue big pen
 And to the chickens only hoes who say "let me hold em"
 Take him in they mouth while he semi swollen, semicolon
 I told him birds would do a nigga brutal for not using his noodle
 F up and get bamboozled
 He was the one to open to her up, blow her brains back
 Dope her up or rope her to the train tracks
 Or he would choke her til she collapse
 Still he'll poke her with the wood and tell her be good
 He could take a phrase like Peter Piper picked a pepper
 And put it where he couldn't peep the sniper, sicker repper
 Nigga popper, stick a chick proper
 Double platinum Oprah soap opera watchers gossipers on top of her
 I keep forgettin can't go raw anymore
 I keep forgettin rappers is impostas
 Been a show stopper since a ho hoppa
 Never came second place in a neck and neck race
 To the naked face who wanna battle bring the neck brace
 We supply the insult to injury
 Whoever in the industry getting money is too stingy
 Violate, you might as well smoke me loc
 Relocate Migrate or get caught with the okey doke
 It's guaranteed ya last step
 Step to me with the uzi
 Watch that first step it's a doozy
 Time flies as the hour glass trickles sand
 Before I blao this popsicle stand
 A rolling stone and that's that at home
 On the microphone like that's where he laid his hat at
 I keep forgettin (keep makin dough)
 I keep forgettin (mad flow MF metalface ho's)
 I keep forgettin (actual stacks of shows)
 I keep forgettin (worldwide 'cross the globe let the beat ride)
 

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Duration
03:36
Key
1
Tempo
89 BPM

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