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Now, we push rhymes, crazy rhymes
Words force fed to your mind.
Trace the source brother, brother.
Face the music, dont confuse it for another.
Nothing comes close to this
Kiss the sky.
These grands change hands
As our fans multiply.
We push rhymes.
People gather round when we
Kick them.
Go Boy, Shifty stick em.
Ha ha ha stick em.
Burning bridges, smoking ism,
Losing my religion,
Shooting the breeze,
We got these MCs ass kissing.
If you cant take the heat,
Then get your ass out of the kitchen.
I freak it off the wall.
Crammin, slammin points of view
Into your fucking skull.
Bitch, thats why we stick em.

Stick em
Ha ha ha stick em
Ha stick em, ha ha ha stick em.
Stick em, ha ha ha stick em
Stick em, stick-em, stick em.
Stick em, ha ha ha stick em.
Ha stick em, ha ha ha stick em.

Well, I tapped you on the spinal
With an anesthetic.
Epic is the definition
Written into grooves of vinyl.
Its called survival,
When I drop the stylish into friction.
Techtonic traits.
Drifting like the plates,
It shakes like the quakes in Cali.
The mystic Majaraji.
Mission of the kamikaze comeback kid.
Producer super status.
Im here to claim my reign
As the baddest beat peddler.
So, place your bet middler.
The roof is a blaze.
And yo, were smoking out the fiddler.
Were sipping on a hundred proof liquor.
Welcome to the dooms day dawning.
Hot like the sun.
No time to relax.
We pack the doomsday gun.


Call me a drifter, richter.
When I hit you with the stick em.
Im talking shit.
The pit starter.
A wanted man.
The one who cuffed your daughter
To my bed stand
I talk a lot of shit
because I know a lot of shit
I know, I said Id quit.
But I just want another hit.
Its madness.
Pimping like Gladys,
The baddest.
Maintain our status.
That is no question.
Releasing tension,
As we step into the seventh dimension.
This jabber jaws, jaws are slapping.
Wes whats happening.
Bones are breaking
And fingers snapping.
The pressures on
With non-stop action.
Whether banging your head
Or steady maxing.