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Goin' off the hook like Latrell Spreewell 
I've got the ill technique so you know me fe well 
We be kickin' bass all up in your face 
And when it comes to beats, well, I'm the rhythm ace 
 
Now if you check my pulse, it beats skull snaps 
I keep all my rhymes in my Le Sportsac 
So what if I'm a ham and cheese on rye 
I got to do my thing and that's no lie 
 
Well, ice is cold and fire is hot 
And when it comes to competition 
Well, we've got them locked 
U.N.I.T.E a little shout to Ian and little Zoe 
 
One can wonder why but can't deny 
If we could work it out, it would be so fly 
We'll never know unless we try 
So tell me party people what's your zodiac sign 
 
Break dancers of the world, unite 
B Boys of the world, unite 
 
I went inside the deli and my man's like, what 
I write the songs that make the whole world suck 
I need to break it down every chance I get 
So, shh, we keep it raw on the set 
 
Automation, circulation 
Well, this is for the people all around the nation 
I got books with hooks and it looks like rain 
Would someone on the Knicks please drive the lane 
 
Now rhymes are montaquilla on a track by us 
I've got to keep my mind clear so I don't bust 
If you got bad breath then maybe try scope 
And if you wash your ass you best use soap 
 
Now people of the world you realize 
We got to get together and harmonize 
I feel I'm comin' down with the bugallo flu 
Explain to me really what doctors must do, I said 
 
Ravers of the world, unite 
 
We're the scientists of sound 
We're mathematically puttin' it down 
When lightning strikes, best grab a ground 
Got to get up to get down 
 
Well, I've got the terminator style with a touch of the tweak 
Techniques 1200's, I'm known to freak 
I don't like to fight, I don't carry a piece 
I wear permanent press so I'm always creased 
 
Mike D with the rump shakin' action 
Do it like this for the intergalaction 
Asana daily so I'm very flexible 
I'm a Scorpio so you know I'm very sexual 
 
Shouts to Rach and my brother Matthew 
In money makin' it's how we do 
I be smokin' roaches in the vestibule 
In the next millennium I'll still be old school 
 
High Roller Big Baller 
I call 'em Crullers but you know they're called Crawlers 
I keep it movin' to the broad daylight 
B Girls of the world unite, alright 
 
Keep it on and on 
Keep it on and on 
Keep it on and on 
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