A Day At The Races

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 Yo, my method for my musical madness
 Move and motivate those with musical talents, uh
 Read it in bold print, we holdin' it down
 Liquor shot, hip-hop when we in yo' town
 Uhh, master blaster sound
 Freak the future far from here and now
 With style, release increase the peace, uhh
 Bubble with the beat 'til they feelin the heat in the streets
 Now each one, teach one, reach one, young gun
 On one, listen to the warrior's drum
 Beatin' up the block with the ghetto hop that knock
 And make you wanna crash the spot
 And unlock explode (boom!) the alpha and omega code
 With drum rolls and old soul, we uphold
 And foretold to scores of six years ago
 Fast flow from G. Rap to Kool Moe
 Super syllable, major to the minimal
 Every individual, bounce to the tempo yo
 Lungs collapse and raps be trapped in
 The only way to make it happen, jaw-jappin', fast rappin'
 Yo, I'm the hot dog that run the hottest monologue
 In star poetic inserts and yes y'alls
 My speech is like holding two Glocks apiece
 The outreach that rock police
 The super adventure men pretend to put somethin' in bitches
 Win when we write, the Emmy winner, get hyped off any printer
 And I came to get it, hit it
 Like Operation PUSH, operate the tush
 Black octopus of soul, in inter-planetary patrol
 I planted my gold, and low and behold
 It's the brother doc, ready to rock-rock
 Don't stop Hobbes, I'm hot like the lumberjack chop chop
 The wordsmith, I write in block letters of cursive
 Curse my circus, serve this surface
 And watch how the brother get over
 The fly Cassanova with the frankincense odor
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 Bear witness
 To where riches'll make career bitches share pictures
 When the ears get this ya brains's software glitches
 Splatter your brains
 Leave scattered remains of matter and stains
 That'll explain how you was battered and slain
 I get rude and go, to your show and use your own
 Fans to boo and throw you off 'til you lose your flow
 A pro, mean like Joe Greene when I blow steam
 Put your whole team on pause like cold cream
 They show laughter when I flow faster, your ho have to
 Go after her weave from the breeze when I blow past ya
 I'm dapper plus ghetto and just pedal
 When the dust settle, we left in the rubble to crush metal
 Nurses with hearses sealin' conversed with lit purses
 Spit fire, make you first to bit, try me
 Like Osama, or Dahmer, I'ma cause trauma
 And homicides when I collide, I get kamikaze
 Kane baby, walk hard, the p-jects
 On streets of Brooklyn, I'm a crew of D-cepts
 On streets of L.A., I'm a whole E-set
 On tracks with Jurassic, I be the T-Rex
 Still that Gucci dressin', still that coochie pressin'
 My pimp game smooth be-gets 'em
 I don't use discretion, cop tends to be stressin'
 Fuck explainin' it, who's he testin'?
 Finsta perform all physical forms
 Leave your ass shakin' like a Mystikal song
 Please dumb, what type of shit was you on?
 'Cause man to compress a nigga mean one less a nigga (uh-huh)
 All I want is my niggas all recruitin' a slimmy
 All I want is my liver all polluted with Remy
 Duel with any, bring it, I face-off
 Son, you out your league like Jordan was with baseball
 Yeah, your majesty, word flash photography
 Third class economy, blade slashed your artery
 Nerve gassed anatomy, blurred past dramatically
 Herbs hashed, my word splash packed agility
 Never predictability
 Manouvers of mind fully designed 'cause I'm true to the rhyme
 We do the sublime, crackin' yo' backbone
 Attackin' you wack clones
 Vernacular right and exact, capital rap zone
 That come back verbal assault rifle (ahh)
 We fight like Stokely Carmichael
 Nope! We just like you
 We broke and ain't no tellin' what we might do
 Ain't no joke
 Revoke the right to reverse to seek mercy
 With the King Asiatic and Percee P
 Ain't heard the worst of me, until your chest 3-D
 Spit venom and burn your body like a STD
 Put a 20 on the next brother steppin' to me wrong
 I mess around a lick 'cause you done cheat on my theme song
 This might seem wrong, but this is a mean song
 Crushed like King-Kong, and just like ping-pong
 Back and forth, I spit Molotovs, it's time to floss
 My verbal affirmation is to always go off
 When syllables slide you'll be enjoyin' the vibe
 One consider it pride, it's J5
 When another deadly medley, camera, action yo we heavy
 Aim steady, slash machette, Maserati engine ready
 Good and plenty, don't be petty, count the fetti and we jetti
 Off to another city where we do our nitty-gritty
 We wild like Serengeti, tear it down, let's seek and set it
 Get ready, for the ride, verbally hang-glide
 Write and stay tight, mission's in sight
 Murderer worldwide, the stage is yo' knife
 

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Duration
04:02
Key
6
Tempo
113 BPM

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