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i got u

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i got u

one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, matter fact here take two, pits of flesh political palm picked and gone, spooks with uz' ice picks blades and tools, listen fool the revolution is cool, we leave clans in pools of blood, let 'em all scrub to thug, bustin' for love and mud and bloody rugs, screamin' on cats we spit in your face blast back, the spooks put politicians in bags and, ay yo my crew chased you down outside your compound, now we got you in the four point hold on the ground, whoop hand me that barbed wire now your arms and legs are bound, hey vengeance pass me that scalpel now, relax close your eyes as the sound of my voice penetrates, submission is your only choice to avoid the pain, 'cause i don't want no lip as i slip this microchip in your brain, go 'head look i know you're thinkin' who's behind me, oh my god it's water water and no one's ever gonna find me, i got your brains pushin' head in the frame, in a case not far over head of the flames, hangin' over the fire i know y'all hope i retire, but all y'all gettin' is open fire, ga ga spray down stay down lay down, y'all niggas said we was commercial what y'all gon' say now, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, rectangle sugar shane pound mc's and mangle, bending you back and bitch spank you, a grammy fuck you talkin' 'bout i'm tappin' your chin, see you at a club for no reason tap it again, this ball bully mc's we buildin' 'em greek, large like tiger wood's teeth when chewin' on beef, take you 'round the block bring you back tie the knots, he bitch man slap your whole block moms and pops, i ain't gon' lie though brothers got a lotta bravado, but can't back it up with the skills they playin' lotto, with they careers when they step to me on the streets, on stage or over beats you can't engage the heat, from this etherial thriller mysterious serving guerilla, stalk you with the sick precision of a serial killer, record your routine i watch you from the day to the night, calculatin' when it might be the best time to strike, they keep callin' my name, water water come smack the whack in the back, with a louisville ax slugger, then slash the jugular, hit your back rawdog with no rubber, he's a dirty mawfucka, won't last long that's what my momma turned and told my daddy when i, was born, i got your neck in a noose damn right i'm flexin' my juice, shut your mouth nigga that's an excuse, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, one two, achoo, bless you, i got you, caught you and taught you, what which one of you manufactured rappers, with the materialistic naive egotistical fan base, has the nerve to be offended, what you gon' do dis me, go 'head rhyme kick a verse i dare ya, oh i know it scares ya, a bangin' beat a empty room a full pen and a blank pad, but don't get mad cause you don't know what the fuck you doin', go 'head freestyle punk wait before you start, i know somebody done told you that a freestyle's the reciting of a rhyme, that hasn't been recorded or put on the market, but when you write that rhyme down that's a record of the rhyme, that rhyme's been recorded so don't even start that shit, a true freestyle's a rhyme or verse kicked from the dome, simultaneous and timed to a beat, where mistakes are made you got bleeps and all the time, but these are the things that makes a freestyle so unique, from a precorded practiced or writen rhyme, now what you gon' do, if your response is i know he ain't talkin' about me, i'm talkin' about you, so fuck you to a break beat bitch i got u

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