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here's your answer....
"Ya leave niggaz missin in action like their dads in the projects/ My style like an old mac, travel round and catch wreck/I'm ill versatile, with the skill no more/ Wack MC's wanna flex but their styles they bore/Got to know the real meaning of the ill shit kid/ I do mad damage but never will catch a bid/ With my knapsack, full of ill shit that I just boosted From the corner store when I let loose more Flavor that's me, rippin heads off from the seams Niggaz didn't play like Jeru and Come Clean/I beat down on they heads like drum machines /Or 808's cause my style flows out great/ And superspectac, with all the raw rap Pull a metal chair out my knapsack across your back ka-crack Now do you feel the pain of course I guess you're believin that I'm insane When I'm taggin my name, upon the train I got so much pride I got so much soul, with lyrics high To make niggaz stop drop and roll, now check me out one time For your ass, fat styles equivalent of an AIDS infected Glock blast/ Niggaz know my style, plus they know they want more Props from Mount Vernon, to Mount Rushmore/ OK kid, you know my style is buckwild literature That you can never get when I'm thinkin your particular flavor that you want/ I SIT BACK AND SMOKE A FAT BLUNT IN CLASS TEACHERS CAN KISS MY ASS, I'm twice, Dice Nigga de Raw, never take a bad fall Smack your head up against the wall Like playin handball/my style's ill I slam like Hulk Hogan, Dice Raw been written on my arm Niggaz know my slogan while I breathe your last breath Niggaz better watch they step, fat bull catch wreck Ill, gots ta keep you in check With the hellified beats and hard rhymes Niggaz know my style, when I go the whole nine I beat down punks, cut em up into fruit chunks Like fruit salad, my style's smooth like white owl Blunts, so whatcha want if you got beef then come get it if ya don't well then forget it My rap style's exquisite, I'm Raw Daddy Like niggaz with no Trojans on the stage when I rhyme I gots ta keep, my composure Where I'm from it's like a whole different world Hoppin a train honeydip and I'ma snatch your squirrel Most corrupt, motherfucker in the TENTH GRADE Juvenile cause Jeff McKay could not fade Don't ask me honey I'm not the one for stressin If you wanna know better ask B.R.O.T.H.E.R ? Cause he know the time like I know the time When I grab the microphone It's like, summertime, laid back, to recline In my La-Z-Boy chair Dice Raw, the Wild Noid I'm the fuck up outta here"-Dice Raw(The Lesson Pt.1)
One of my all time favorite verses in hip-hop(thats why I had to give ya the whole thing...lol)
I was in 9th grade when I heard this song one day at a friends house after school, around the time when I just heard "Silent Treatment" for the first time, and this cat made me listen to this track and I was hooked!!! So later that day you would find me at Tower Records(The ONLY place were you could find a Roots record in NE.PHILLY in 1993) buying DYWM.
AND ever since then I've been a fan of The Roots!!!
BUT anyway the point of this post is to not D**k ride anybody, cause an artist is just like you and me, BUT fans of hip-hop have been waiting a very long time for him to drop a solo!!!!
pz, netbomber
"I battle all/Like I don't have it all"-Del
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