How are the G's? real katropas
Gloc-9 is famous, Apoca lives
Why is Syke missing? Where is that?
Stick Figgas is still a band now
Mobstar, Beatmonx are all classic hits
No psychohan to eargasmic is the shit
And I'm sorry about the album if it took a while
It's all my fault because of laziness
For gossipers whose brains are dirty
I'm lost, blame it on the mushroom
Wave the flag soldiers and cadets
Only soldiers are allowed, puppets are not allowed
Sir Loonie why are you rapping in English all of a sudden
That's why, besides it's nice to sing
I'm not easy to digest, but at least I do my best
To get my message through, yes it's true I did my best
You can put this kid to test, I'm the illest flip to blessed< br/>The microphone when I be zoninâĖĖ [ ? ]
[ ? ] it's so vividly intense
Or is it intensely vivid, I am wizard with a pen />This is true lyricism, the wordplay is evident
Born to rip rappers like a birthday celebrant
If I was in the states, I would have a hundred pound bling
But it doesn't really matter I'm the underground king
I can see in the dark a true emcee from the start
I could even kick a free to the beat of your heart
Half gangsta, half genius label me your G
âḈကḈThe Ones Who Never Made ItâḈကḈ you can take this shit for free
Burn it off the internet, rate it, hate it but for me< br/>I will always be your favorite emcee. Is the conflict over?
Is Loonie's new CD out in the store?
Are sales strong?
Is it good? Maybe not anymore?
Who lived? Do you want some intrigue?
Dice and Hi-C are welcome, no more issues
Kyle say hello, this is the tissue alone
Flava! Can I watch your scandal?
You can only approach me when you walk on your knees
You feel like you're still eighteen
You're in your forties and you're still a gossip
Included you still know Badang, wait who is Badang?
Maybe he is also a rapper, in which case only he knows
Why should I respect you? Do you respect me?
You molested me last Friday on Monday, right?
I don't bite, touch, bite. -before
CrazyKyle, you guys have been going back and forth
So don't hare-hare, mate-matheka
I'll swallow you up with a Kamehameha
There's a mix of math, so the size cuts
On the skin of a diabetic whose life is ruined
Scab wounds peel off to be fresh
You don't have a name because you lack verbs
You chose the wrong campmate
Want beef? I'll turn you into minced meat
Without a hook, not even a pencil and paper
More fierce than Aristotle when angry
Just hit me if you want to be hurt
My children are stupid creatures conflict
Badang thought he was going to be bitter
Tapsian was his favorite meal

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