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    What?

    A lot of brothers, claimin' they hard
    I grab the microphone and leave 'em scarred
    But not scarred physically, more like scarred mentally
    I correct your ego, I'ma show you how it go

    'Cause you killin me, ain't no skill in you
    With my hands on you I wouldn't be feelin' you
    Yeah you platinum, but you whack as hell
    I dubbed over your single like a Maxell

    You need to stop now, get original
    Start practicin', master your flow

    You might as well, turn in your mic
    And start collectin' dollars at the turnpike
    'Cause the rhymes you kick, need to be fixed
    But you couldn't even fix them in the mix
    If you ate pebbles, your shit wouldn't rock
    You one of them balloons made to go pop

    You need to stop now, get original
    Start practicin', master your flow
    Stop now, get original, what?
    Stop now, get original
    Start practicin', master your flow

    There is really nothin' you can do
    We about to hit you in your face with my kung-fu
    Risky on the microphone, I am
    Got the energy of Goliath and Rovalynn

    I'm about to let you know the deal on how I feel
    Many people can't be real, so they gotta chase the steel
    What the deal? Is it really all about the bills?
    What's the thrill? I'd rather have my soul fulfilled

    You gotta stop now, get original
    Start practicin', master your flow

    We delegate the skills to conversatin'
    The loss of motivation of MC's to create
    Sent it in for quick hit, waitin' for the break
    You didn't pay your dues, so you got on Rikki Lake
    How does it feel to be the man on top
    When everythin' you got ain't any of your props?

    You need to stop now, get original
    Start practicin', master your flow
    Stop now, get original, stop now, get original
    Start practicin', master your flow

    When you think about rap in it's entirety
    Violence became variety
    Silently personalities differ from what they try to be
    2na be on the frontline, with rhyme shell I hit you

    You're sluggish like a barbiturate
    We can make you admit you bit
    A hectic thrill, connect with Will
    Then we create with the kung-fu collected skill

    The checks get real, people think this shit is hunky-dory
    It's another story while we be fightin' for redemption
    Pimps and prostitutes get the break they need
    With breakneck speed, the fakes succeed indeed

    Thinkin' life is a party and it's a must to please
    But many pop MC's work for Mephistopheles stop it please
    Choppin' broccoli happily for your company
    Publically sellin' Satan when really you should be bumpin' the truth

    So stop now, get original
    Just practice and master your flow

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