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I be thinking, see amazed like the coolest
In a minute since you had a taste, so they droolin'
Kinda fiendin' for somethin' with the lean in
Brothers actin' foolish, Grouch we gotta do this
Ain't gotta prove shit, music is the proof
Me hit you with the disk, had to root with the stupids
So I concluded that's one way to do this
Remain so ahead of the game they keep pursuin'
I form a movement where rap comes the truest
A ax, better stack up their skills so they gon lose if
Get mada do this, don't mind me, I'm lucid
And putrid when I spit in the mike, no time to bullshit

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Better find us
Gotta see this
They're about us
Can't repeat this
Ain't no weak shit
See a made bitch
We ain't famous
No, we can't breach (not yet)
We just can't win
But they ain't go
With the actin' (no)
But they can't stop (never)
And it won't stop
And it won't quit (no)
We go ‘bout this
We gon change this

Been usin' a secret, I am famous, I am rich
I've been a cool man so the hands is
Up in the air, you're stuck in a chair
I'm out gettin' my music heard, spittin' the truth in word form
Haters can't believe what occurred for ‘em
So they talk, chat up in the NERD forum
Oh yea, I'm usin' the secret, I mean they don't say shit
Oh yea, I'm usually weak, it's where my DJ skips
But luckily it's Seratto, fuckin' me and my model
I'm smart, it's hard
Didn't come from a bottle, you can't rub it on
Music not for one night, they wanna love it long
Aw, that's cute, much fruit to bear
New route plus you then you should care
There, there, come hither
Be aware, see, it's so pitiful
Get out yo chair

Better find us
Gotta see this
They're about us
Can't repeat this
Ain't no weak shit
See a made bitch
We ain't famous
No, we can't breach (not yet)
We just can't win
But they ain't go
With the actin' (no)
But they can't stop (never)
And it won't stop
And it won't quit (no)
We go ‘bout this
We gon change this

Change it up, switch quick, gotta think fast
Have to keep these people on their toes on my sick raps
Gotta keep their fingers clutched on our shrink rap
Thinking we could lose all we built if we can't whack
But that's a buster in its path and I ain't that
So Imma just discuss how we won, did we pay back
Came back, we won, shot our bee-bee guns
Had a little party in our honor just to find their use (ptiu ptiu)
I find that on the guest list (guest list) never test bitch
Demonstrating my use if that's impressive

Compress it, diess it, bless it, send it out
Don't rest it, molest it, a mess from your friend, The Grouch
It goes from pin to mouth, it goes from mouth to ear
It goes from ear to brain and now we're both right here
Eye to eye, don't keep the third one shut
Or eye and I will just flip the bird then cut
Beat it, fucker