Q-Tip: Your new lesson is to realize the mission when you hear it MCin, see I got this in my spirit I got verses like Mahalia singin church hymns So strap up because you skatin on ice that's wild thin A weak foundation doesn't make a good home That's why mine is built on chrome microphones We bout to do it theoretically, insteadibly, to the medley Come on It's the complete Kamal, unique, Fareed, breed That'll keep you broke down like a horse 5 speed So move buddy, a yo we got to get this money In this land of dead and crummy, ain't a damn thing funny A yo, shout out to Mobb Deep, the Extra P Busta Rhymes, De La, the J Beez, so don't sleep We got reality for the carriage Stayin sincere to this, so I know we gonna manage Give me, liberty in mass amounts and Swiss bank accounts With the sustainer, it'll be real So me and my brothas, we can sit down and build Like Rampage with that last boy scout appeal We got that silk, satin, Manhattan intelligence feel That keeps everything on even keels So all you slow brothas talkin yang, ya poo tang Now, we gonna show you how the real crew bang
Consequence: A yo, I bring it to you live kid, Queens niggaz love static Your rap's had it, braggin more numbers than mathematics I get brains on progmatic from leavin wet dreams shattered That's the same copy gettin in your mug shot I stays hot like summertime on LBQ and boo boo The love shack is 192, my joint's smooth To watch them niggaz fall like Linque I keeps it brand new like school shoppin It's on and poppin The club peeps this nigga's steez like rayon You get laid off while I'll be gamin ghetto girl like 8-Off The verdict's in, I be the look of blendin Give up your goods cuz it's the start of your endin
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