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This song is by Drunken Tiger.
Do dat, do dat, do da da dat I start my rhyme with manuvers like a Heimlick As I resume to autopilot and lay back up in the climate Hey! I wanna travel to the spots where the ladies lay, Catchin' sun there ain't no rainy days As I parade through your scenery, the greenery can get you fated Elevated comprehention toward the words I stated When I'm at my peak, I bust stylesas I speak Suckers, they runnin' up That's butt-mad because they're weak Ya never ever thought that I would bust a rap Ya never ever thought that I would get to snappin' on ya Representin' westside Califomia Girls they runnin' up to get shook 'cuz you're a goner I'mma bomb ya, flippin' lyricslike bennihana... Youz a bomba? I'll put you on my guest-list'cuz I'd like to invite ya to pick up the mic And fight ya Bite ya tungue If you proceed to need a beating, then I might just... It's ya death-wish, kid, once ya enter my fortress I Pass the torcheses so they can scorcheses ya To the henchmen this lyrist leavin' nothing but blemishes;Please sweep up their ashes and wipe'em off the promise They been dismissed images from the emphasis Of a apostles that I had de-molculed down the fossil Set up as art work in Roscoe to flossthe nostrils Leaving the them wack MCs dehydrated and they hated They must be faded off the ginseng weeds and fuses Poisoneous incense that was lit to get you bent Boom Bap Won't pull a heart-attack just like that caused by the rhyme. So if you can't hang, you best recline Sitting in your lazy-boy chair while I'm there Classical rear on your TV Put on your 3-D glasses or else how could you see me Or wanna be me the mic-genie invisible?* Back in the days I used to be a lad of ten It didn't matter then but my friends. So my pop thought I was madder Than my mama giving a birth, shaking the earth or the whole planet When it came to drop bomb He was a Buddha with them slanted eyes and another words. I'm wise and Now, why do you need a visine? You can't see me as I'm rising like the sun. Have you fallin like a sunset. Go back and practice your wackness When I smack this on time When I... Refrain