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  • Yeah, to all the jim carrey ass large co-op
  • Knowhatimsayin? large co-op, what the *****?
  • To the clones, we bless the domes
  • Blow the vial, you know my style, large co-op
  • Freestyle all the way son
  • Dice
  • Verse one: m.a.r.s.
  • First of all lets talk about these ill capers
  • And fly ass frontin *****es that now caught vapors
  • Niggaz run up on you with guns, snatchin papers
  • Outlined body chalk, is how they would scrape ya
  • From off the pavement, I hate gettin locked up
  • Cause that upstate bus reminds me of the slave ships
  • But then the Bible never saved shit
  • I guess thats why every juvenile is in the same predicament
  • You wanna slang crack, or hold tecs, and do the concept
  • You cant make loot, when your moms is smokin up the product
  • I try to tell ya, dont let these streets *****in fail ya
  • The way niggaz be gettin clapped shitll *****in scare ya
  • But in the dark, we ran wild, so we killin em
  • Niggaz scared, cant stand still, like *****in helium
  • Fake niggaz, they dont go platinum they go aluminum
  • Got em cloned the ***** up son, thats why we losin em
  • Im lookin at this niggaz longevity
  • To make a big play, but then it might be a mistake
  • Cuz if I get sent to d.c., Im sendin dice to de
  • With three ps, so when I get out, he can see me
  • For real, cuz the streets is filled with snakes and rats
  • The snake will be that ***** and that rat will be that cool cat
  • With swollen pockets we gonna take you back home
  • Master allah rule savior, never clone
  • Verse two: black thought
  • Yo, I use the mic to slap you in the face and erase your taste
  • Disgrace your date put your title to waste
  • Dominant lyrical grace, from a place called wild
  • Illadelph isle pensy, thats the residency
  • Consist in currency, my pockets never empty
  • Some cats, believe they mc but we know they all fraud
  • Do a show in philly niggaz wouldnt applaud
  • Nobody know your record nor who you openin for
  • Can tell your squads artificial while approachin the door
  • So you should prepare, for lyrical terror thats pure
  • Step up to the resevoir, of the soul proprietor style
  • Messiah or, the higher law down with dice raw
  • The matador, shorty conniseur
  • Stompin whatever you build to the floor
  • Similar to that of a dinosaur
  • I told you Im the rap predator
  • You insist to imitate, what for?
  • Superstar niggaz is ten percent real, ninety percent invented
  • For a *****in record deal
  • Comin with somethin veterans cant feel
  • I hit you like a steel anvil
  • Because you grafted off the next mans skill
  • But still I remain mellow, seein the theatrics of othello
  • Run over tactics of the
  • C-l-o/n-e-s fess
  • The phoniest cats is felonious (word)
  • Verse three: dice raw
  • Dice raw the juvenile lyricist corner store terrorist
  • Block trooper, conniseur of fine cannabis
  • Focus never weak, blow up the spot like plastique
  • Leave a nigga shook, to the point, he wont speak
  • Never half-assed, always live and direct
  • On *****es try to punk smell the panty and raw sex
  • Mad lights I had to black out, when fake niggaz act out
  • Or step out of place, they get slapped in they face
  • All yall niggaz is fake, tryin to emulate my style
  • What grown man? in this game, to me youre a child
  • I trained wack mcs, in camps like ex-marines
  • Why the ***** you think you went home and had bad dreams
  • Of horrifying things, that your ass never seen before?
  • You traveled to the realm of dice raw
  • Where clones get they dome blown with chrome microphones
  • Its not your fault black, just the fact you wasnt shown
  • Youll come through this like a smurf
  • I got you rollin stop off the earth
  • Represent while I been like this since birth
  • And I wont be the last but I definitely was the first
  • Dice raw big car logans isle sol-dier
  • Verse four: malik b
  • Dont come across that line or pay a cost
  • Knuckle games and hammer *****ed aint nothing sweet or soft
  • Win lose or draw to the jaw take one
  • Deranger lyrical launcher, or station
  • No conversation is needed, my task completed
  • Read a nigga up and down in the cut where Im seated
  • Snatch you from your cloud of cannabis you ignoramuses
  • You laid on your lap, when I attack your glamorous
  • Lifestyle, I banged your head up with the white fowl
  • My character a product of this two-one-fifth trife style
  • I breeze through areas niggaz would fear to walk in
  • Balance the talkin, that galactic style as of a falcon
  • Your star trek ass will wrinkle
  • Spill these words and form into a sprinkle
  • Cap youre brought up and the name of twinkle
  • My insight will crack the windpipe of yall niggaz
  • Whether small, middle-sized, or tall niggaz
  • Just tie your name next when I start to x
  • Givin out flex pains of death so ***** a raincheck
  • The insane vet, whether you ganked the brain wet
  • You proceed to lame check, the opposite of same sex
  • I annihliate your type if you violate
  • Makin your blood rush, you post never a higher rate

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