And poets on the mic for twenty hours 'n shit I'm housin' ya shit; Shuttin' ya fuckin' mic off Snatch ya fuckin' poetry book and then kick the dyke off Set the fight off, show 'em what real rap is Real rhymes, real beats and real clappers And we blast until cover Make you see murder [C-Murder] like Master P' brother (Yea, what's the deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me) "C'mon, let 'em know it's us when we come on" "While real MC's and DJ's are a minority" "Power, down goes another ...
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