Key: Ab major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Boy you're going crazy,
even shorter than the days we
Saw you on the pop chart,
got off to a fast start
I want you to battle me,
but all you do is saddle me
Ride on my bone, and you won't,
cause you know that'll be
Your crucifixion, my resurrection
Here's my prediction,
you need protection
Rock you, rock you, rock you,
rock, rock, rock you
On and on, till your rhymes are gone
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We can battle head up
without singing a song
We're just gonna rhyme for rhyme,
you'll run out in due time
And I'll keep going while
I'm blowing you,
I'm showing you I
You're superior, cause you're inferior
Jump out of line one more time
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and I'll bury ya
Say something, I dare ya
Matter fact, where are ya?
Homeboys, bring em on,
the more the merrier
I know how to put an end to all of this
Toughest battle, winner takes the money
Yeah, the losers gotta quit
I'll kill ya, I'll kill ya, I'll kill ya, I'll kill ya
Like you've never been rocked before,
I'll make you sore
Freeze up like an ice cube and never thaw
Until I turn the heat on
And once the heat is felt,
like ice you burn twice
You'll do more than melt,
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because I'll evaporate you
And consolidate you,
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your life's to be living
But you feel deceased,
you wanna name your next record
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Rest in peace, in peace
I got a rhythm to ride,
I can feel it inside of my bones
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I got a Jones,
I'm the microphone pride of New York
When I talk, other emcees walk,
street critics rave
And the ladies' heart
compliments are given
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Cause my rhymes are driven
by an ego that prevents me to bite
Cause I'm not looking like that,
I am authentic, like the Titanic
But I'm unsingable,
believe it and then accept it
Did it's reality, you have no choice,
no screaming or yelling
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I got a real voice,
no reason to get mad
When I pick up a mic, the young boys I had
And I can say what I want,
cause nothing can be done
Cause I don't fear none,
cause not near one of you
Pussycat, candy wrap, need to get a jap
Slap a say in that bullcrap,
I'm trying to call it real rap
Sorry Jack, you're just a new jack
Line up at rhyme places,
get in the back
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And you know you need a real leader
To help you see the way
And by far,
because superstar means super
And that means superb,
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not a nerd using verbs
And I ain't the herd
that's gonna sit back
and relax and backtrack
while you wack boys get paid
and parade around stage
Cause you made a few hits,
now you here to juice shit
like you're it?
Forget it! I ain't great
You know I'm the best, admit it
And any rappers out there
that don't like what I said,
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step forward and I'll put
Outro 1
Rock you
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