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[Evidence] Yo, accept defeat as I drop after the heat Don`t provoke, come fully equipped Daggered and Cloak So what you wanna do? I came in bumpin Jack of Spades You came in wit Two of Hearts by Stacey Q? Femine is your drumtracks, one hat no rise My DJ`s in the shadows, I perform, show my soul side To the audience, programmed intelligent Active ingredient, balance, find the medium It rains, let it hail, don`t front my shit is ill Tomorrow`s on your voice mail, digest it like a pill Lost my jones for cigarettes, my lungs ain`t charred Yo my sentences are full, I average eight words per bar Babs, forgive em, they know not what they doin They built for themselves, that`s why they places lay in ruins Yo, isn`t it funny how these cats lack the basics? Like rhymin on time, four four ?the serve`s by Asics?
*Cuts by Babu* "Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit And when my pen hits the paper" [Big Daddy Kane] "Who`s the man in the hot seat?" [Grand Puba] "Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit" "I`m the authentic poet to get lyrical" [Kane] "Ideas start to hit, and when my pen hits the paper" "Who`s the man in the hot seat?" "Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit And when my hit hits the paper" "Who`s the man in the hot seat"
[Evidence] Yo this seat`s reserved for one Of course matches my ticket stub Escorted properly, your game bored/board like Monopoly My satiety limit is twenty minutes I blow more trees than Louie Freese, this flow`s inifinite Cadence, pocket, lesson, structure Been rhymin nine years, my dedication pass peers Skill level break the beat up, no time for my feet up No relaxing, I keep it movin like DeNiro in Taxi Driver, my name`s Mike, Ev when I get hyper Emergency, man down, who shot the sniper? Yo I seen you in the crowd, arms crossed, I know you heard of me (Stop frontin) The show is hot, I get props from the security Raisin levels of expectancy Yeah your shit is tight, you think it`s ABB quality? I don`t think so, aiyyo Ben grab the fish net Take em to the pier and throw em off at sunset After the heat
"Aww shit" [Kane] *Cut up by Babu*
"Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit And when the pen hits the paper" "Who`s the man in the hot seat" "Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit" "I`m the authentic poet to get lyrical" "Ideas start to hit, and when the pen hits the paper" "Who`s the man in the hot seat" "Braincells are lit, ideas start to hit And when the pen hits the paper, aww shit"
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