(as we go a little something like this

Hit it --> slick rick )



(like this)



[verse 1]

Now i'ma pump a new record up loud like thunder

Get your minds goin, so you all wonder

How does he do it, grab his mic and run through it

Over to the public, so suckers can chew it

Kut terror, terrorize wanna-be stars

While i rip through my rhymes like a rocket to mars

The man keeps goin, strong forever

Over bumps and bruises, but loses never

I gotta move, i can't sit too long

Cause if i'm idle, i start thinkin somethin is wrong

Cause i'm a warrior, can't be beat and won't lose

Rap is the life and profession i choose

Can't take a rest, i'm still in a rush

I'm out to conquer and just cold crush

Condition my mind and keep both eyes open

Even at night when i'm restin i'm scopin

See, once i start, i gotta finish up

Nobody leave until the record is cut

When i aim, i aim for the stars, and i won't miss

Cause i'ma kick it like this



(like this)



[verse 2]

People all over had a serious doubt

That i could grab the microphone and burn it out

But microphone-burnin is a serious sport

So i burned every rapper that played on the court

Terror's a kut terrorist, seem to scare

A lotta deejays gettin paid out there

They hear about speed and a acurate scratch

So bring the whole batch cause no one can match

Quality shows and the style of the rhyme

But when a scratch track hits the charts are all mine

Cause i work hard, and never was a quitter

Like les foxxx is a homerun hitter

If you follow the intro, you know what i'm sayin

See that i'm business, and i ain't playin

Light shines on the man that you see, and you're present

Those that are jealous are mere peasants

When a child is born, he's already a striver

You make him like the foxxx, a soul survivor

I shoot for the stars at the top, and won't miss

Yeah, and i'ma kick it like this



(like this)



[verse 3]

Now gettin on the top ain't hard to do

And if i gotta ruin reps, i'ma do that too

Cause i'ma take out the maddest, outrap the baddest

With just my mind, slim up the fattest

I'm on a mission to house competition

Fredddie the foxxx got you hopin and wishin

You could grab your mic and knock me out the box

Come on - not the foxxx

Now here's an example of poetry in motion

Grab your trunks cause i'ma flow like the ocean

You rappers ain't ready yet, freddie is right

I pump about a million watts through a mic

Keep you dancin all night till your feet start achin

Bass pumps loud till your bones start breakin

Security runs because the walls start splittin

I'm tryina explain to you how hard i'm hittin

Girls out front can't wait to touch me

Fellas look mad, but they won't rush me

Keep it all cool, and the jam won't miss

And i keep kickin it like this



(like this)



[verse 4]

The next century waits for a man with a new style

And i get greeted with a hug and a big smile

Solo, i walk forever in a world of my own

Without guns and knives, just a microphone

Travel the land to see rappers that step to me

In my quest for fame, are bound to get done, you see

I won't shoot the next man down until

He gets disrespectful or acts real ill

Then i gotta smash like a roller steamin

Doin it like this while you keep dreamin

Rappers that press me know foxxx is a top man

Cause i rule the mic and enthrall with a strong hand

My rap juices flow like a river

Around your heart and down past your liver

You can't take the pain cause it's rough

Screamin to your partners, you had enough

You wanna step to foxxx, then you like to get dissed

Cause i'ma kick it like this


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