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Frankie Cutlass f Craig G, Roxanne Shant - Politics & Bullshit

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I don`t care who`s first or who`s last
But I know that y`all better just drop this
at the dro-dro-drop of a dime ba-----baby

[Cutlass]
Crai-Crai-Craig G light up the mic
Craig-Craig-Craig-Craig
Craig G light up the mic
Craig G light up the mic for The Symphony

Verse One: Craig G

Ahh, Politics & Bullshit got me hectic
Let me show y`all new rappers how to do a posse record
Craig G-I, with the Frankie C
U-T-L-A-Double-S, MC`s get trouble
best I flow with the the swiftness, never
However new MC`s pulled the lever, my style`s much better
Anyone can be a victim
Empty tracks I lick sick em
I flip em rip em and strip em of all of they pride
As I slide, in out of these states I stay great
What the G stand for, I`m slammin you and your
Whole staff, style, split an atom in half
East Coast West Coast, don`t make me laugh!
The whole America feels my wrath, ahh!
It`s like a terrier was on that ass, ahh, yeah!
Cause nine-six ain`t about jack shit
Fuck Versacci I`m like Rocky when I`m bustin yo` lip
Bust these metaphors for better or worse, my style burst
your grill into itty-bitty pieces as I release, my thesis
Uhh, Craig G, I believe that`s me
Ninetenn-eighty-five til infinity, ahhh

[Cutlass]
Shante!
Sha-sha, sha-sha, sha-sha, sha-sha
Shante!
Shante! The baddest around

Verse Two: Roxanne Shante

Aiyyo, you`re lost in the sauce, bitches still remain
Useless, but when I reign bitches can`t sustain
the drama, word to momma bitch I leave you leakin
Roxanne Shante stay creepin
You sleepin but I stay armed, and dangerous
No matter what your name is, bitch I make you famous
A lot of bitches swear shit`s sweet
But when I creep I`ma lace you from your head to your fuckin feet
Frankie Cutlass put me on so I`m back again
Ain`t nothin changed it`s still the same, ain`t no smilin friend
I remember eighty-seven eighty-eight
I was the only one gettin weight from upstate
Gettin cake, Juice Crew All-Stars was my boys
Runnin round town baby makin mad noise
Backtrack turn back the page
Live on stage, wreckin niggaz at a early age
I was only fifteen thinkin big time
At the time blind all my eyes saw was goldmine
So all you fake Cristal sippin bitches
Here`s a thirty-eight bitch, click it!
I didn`t think so...

[Cutlass]
I be the BizMarkie
Biz-biz-biz
I be the BizMarkie
BizMarkie, aoooowwwwwww!

Verse Three: BizMarkie

Hey hey hey, I`m the eMmmaZah-A
Igga-R-Rrahidy-iZza-Rrahzah-K
I don`t have a big mouth just a lot to say
So listen to my rhythm and rap display, OK
I rock the mic to the T-O-P
And every record that I make I make history
Like a-oh-oh-oh, WHASSUP ([Nobody Beats the Biz]) and, ah-one two
Is some of the things that I used to do, but
Right about now I got a different flow
I rock from New York City to Mexico
From England Australia back to Japan
They know I`m Mista Magic Cool with the mic in my hand
So, you know I got more rhymes than Mohammed Ali
That`s why my name rings bells internationally
Never neglected well protected as an MC yet
I`m, super duper with the rhymes I invent
Big Daddy Kane, you know you`re part of the staff
Get on the mic, get on the mic god damnit
Get on the mic on my behallllllllllllllllllllf, waaoooowowwww!!

[Cutlass]
The-the-the name Kane is superious to many people

Verse Four: Big Daddy Kane

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