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DEL:

Mista twista get ya

every single time when I rhyme like I know so I flow

with tha gifted tounge an encriptic rung

new phases to enter the mazes play this

two times a day with the dayo

day hey hey ho with a day light come

I plum forgot what a wack rhyme was

because I buzz like a bee in the ears of my peers so

they know and I know we all know day hey yo

day light come and me wanna go home-

cool

no tool, no Smith and Wesson

just an oppisite so I can pop a bit of

shit on the mic when I get on the mic

"pee-pee--pee-ping!"

I ricochet a bit on the mic

and I like it-

Just like the Gulf or World War II

d-e-l will say and straight slay anyone who

makes advances when I make um heel

peel off the anwsers when i'm drilling in your skull like a beaver

binito-but I ain't finished

till I like to flip side rhymes cause the rhythm gets deminished.

Casual

I would if I could but I ain't cause I'm dank

time for me to lay down the law: who's raw?

you saw the blues and the shoes of the writer

stronger than a siskel and your like a side bar

artery-

try to win the lottery before you try to slaughter me

because I'm not the g

to be stepped to

let loose negative bones

that my rep crew I let loose negative tones

so you better get flows to counter act what we've done

proceed more stunts cause I'm hard like a street, son

we go and step back as I wreck shop

pronounced to break necks of those who won't stop

artist-the one who does better they ain't found

and if someone else tries to step: I knock that ass down

the bigger the batter the bigger the fatter is

whenever you figure this nigga is gettin his

be real and don't kill my walk with your next thought

and answer that your boss-

cause that's when you lost

keep on losing, amusing many tactics

I came to earn more green than Saint Patrick

and I make backs if you get caught frontin'

never bought a Newport but I'm on the button.

Tajai

I needs no sugar crisp to get swift

so what with two sylabols-it's just the positive

Tajai

I steals Souls that try to steal my laddin

coming to your brain like I would on a sheet

I respond with no distraction when I see one

fatter than re-run so what's happennin'?

it's not where you from, it's just how you come

correct my stacks will get rough to bake

get phucked enough to my men like idie midie

look in the membrane enough because I am a righty

fight these-

you'll catch follies if you folly

I make shanks to stick fakes I'm dank and you're quaint

wack shit puritian surround like ineffectual

I get um-blunt style like the heart of homosexuals.

not for sex when you cross the intersection you're damaged

get bruised knuckles and what you look for

bad ones

busted a few much more than two

a slew of sold ass phonies,

bust their cohonies

try,

you'll catch my Vans in your highnee

that's if my bankrupt slips though I doubt

how do you want to convert me in time

but I seize more than those candies-nothing gets by me

so play them tracks-

and you'll go out like beta max

next to Tajai cause I kicks the greater stacks.

Opio

Be deep boom-

bob your head to this, mischievous

soul socidle,

idle chatter never slips off the lips of this writter

might not be the greater innovater of the mind scheme

but my style is like the visine: it gets your eyes opening.

this raggedy andy gets dandy like a lion in the meadow

while the teapot blows steam like a kettle

the hip to the hop

I make up flip when I get drastic

stepping with their moods but their flows are pornographic

and man with the vocal making the locals go insane

the regal rhyming speech substan-nance for the brain

get frisky with the phrases like you praises like a deity

the one with liberated souls

-control for infinity

got style much slimma-kids' got a body child

Hieroglyphics gonna flip the rhythm for the meanwhile

articulate my lingo as I linger in my medium of speech

and I could keep poppin cause I'm trying to teach

a smidgen of religion to the fraudulant

listen, pay attention I'm the master of this convention

kick the wigidy while ye style be stutering

just like smiley

skipping singles down your satur-dreams to bad it seems you try me

and I can make it play down into extreme conscienceness

plus your wondering extinguish all them myths

optimistic, stylistic, mysticness I'm swift like murcury

nursing me

I show I've got the gift.

A-Plus

People call me Snupe: that's because I'm living fat

People call me nasty: that's because I eat the cat

and I swing a bat to knuckle heads, leaving devils dead

never said

never cause I cock my head

better dreadlock on the top of my head,

never flakky

if this was a peel then Bodasa couldn't shake me

or bake me

cause Betty Crocker's oven isn't hot enough

if you wanna spread the skins

then I got alot of stuff

got it? tough-got enough-gotta lick it twice

why step? here's a fly rep

I kept my step ladder

I had a fatter flow to be hittin on

now it's just a smidgen like a pidgeon I be shittin' on

sittin on a futon...

slip the larger roots on

I'm the type of brotha that ya have to keep ya boots on

opps-

I'm sorry cause I didn't mean to dis you

I could hook a hoe and make um blow like I was tissue

mary had a little lamb, Adam got a lot of doe

looking in my garden,

schylar got a lotta hoes

Yo-I didn't mean hoes, yo I meant women

If she got the pooh, I got the trunks: let's go swimming

dip dip dive as I'm live

moving in on the top of my jock you don't stop

here a pimp there a pimp everywhere a pimp pimp

this A-plus grades the quiz-so there it is