The W ((International Bonus))
I grew up around block parties ready to rock
Behind the rope ***** with my rhymes on cock

The verse shot first ***** who had **** to pop
A bad weather blow the feathers
Off a hundred flocks
With 70% goose  30 ducked  get stuck
And each link in your chain is trucked
No ends in this rhyme cipher with nine snipers
Charge of the kiss from the Pied Piper
I live around DJ's  b-boys  MC's
Through rap never thinkin' Airways are TVs

It was strictly all about magnificant rhyme clout
Rec Room 2 dollars
With the flyer as we would doubt
Now his wigs pushed back
Name scratched off the plaque
Too wild to re-enact

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MC's have the right to remain silent
Everything you say can
And will be used against y'all muh'*******
And Mef can only trust ya as far as I can see
Me need ya  That'll be the day  ya busta
It gets no rougher when
Me and my comrades rush ya
Like red heat with hammers and sickles
I milk like ya baby mama's nipples  got issues
It's just us  so what's what if any can touch us
Then lord strike me down where I stand at now
Wit this bottle of Remy
Gettin' ****** up child  listen
The most notable MC
Ya source for hip hop quotable MC
Of course it's Tical
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The Princess  the Pope  incest  ****
Choke you by the throat  the chrome handle smoke
The man not for joke  we all out for broke
Plus the herbal that I tote  the murder that I wrote
You can't do me none  my Uzi weighs a ton
I'm comin' from the slum  Wu is number one
I stumbled on the drum  the Gods are troublesome
Rumble when we come
Boy you better Run  Run
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Aiyo  it's like this jumpin' out of golden whips
Flashin' mega bricks  outfits

Rock ridiculous whips  *****
Wavy hair  men of the year  bent in the stairs
Sick winter gear  been on position is where
Call him an Asiatic God-body  Longevity

Slang rap  you get your whip wrapped
Swing through the hood calmly
Yo what up  Staten Island  Bush  George
Dust shut **** off  whips spin off
Get off  slips  which  wiz
Mind di-tects mines  lines lick sick nines
Pick wines  lift up  bill a ***** six flies
Dip wide  dress my **** up
**** six times  wish mine
Rub lamps  take thousand dollar crystalines
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