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[Chorus:Grandmaster Caz]

[Chorus:Grandmaster Caz]

[Chorus:Grandmaster Caz]

[Chorus:Grandmaster Caz]

Clap ya hands and to the beat,ya'll

Because the heat'll make you,clap ya hands and say

You go the one for the cash,two for the safe

(This is ring tone murder)Let's dog the place

My bars are like a bullet,blow your head right off

Hate on the trigger,pull it,give your mouth a night off

Give your sound man a c-note to cut your mic off

The promoters need me,nigga,you just a write-off

After that,hit the dress room,turn the lights off

Score on the fourth broad,let her break my pipe off

I used the word'off' seven times in a rhyme

You dumb enough to think I got a limited mind

But before you start tweaking,critiquing,pressing rewind

Einstein understand,that your third eye's blind

You lack creativity,that's why you don't sign

They calling me a genius,it's about time

I'm like the tattoos on your mama's behind

I bounce uo and down,and at the end I'mama sign

And I will humiliate any body that want it

I'm back on stop,it hurts little homey,don't it?

It's obvious these clowns don't know who I am

Most who didn't get the message,nigga,check the spam

Get your facts right,take your dick out your hand

No homo,but you probably on the low-low,damn

They call Uncle L,I'm from the north side of Queens

Now you looking at me,like what does that mean

It means I crush you and every coward in between

For sounding like girls with them sweet sixteens

And I don't give a fuck about who's old or young

From what I hear,the graveyard got room for everyone

Test Big Ellie,come and get your head sprung

Which coffin you want,the blue or the red one?

I ain't gang banging,that ain't the muthafuckin' point

The point is,I spark these niggas like dust joints

The point is you gon' pay me what you owe me plus points

Listen to the sound of revenge,it's my voice

Run around talking bout I'm twice ya age

But I was rich at 17,you got some shit to explain

Rap game's like a movie,niggas playing the role

But your poker game's too weak,you're forced to fold

All this hating and debating shit,make me cold

Ready to blast,separate ya body from your soul

Conniving ass cowards get dropped in a hole

These niggas is shook like Pink's ass on the pole

I'm the bridge over troubled water,pay my toll

I'm the rules to the game,you obey my code

I'm the center of the bomb,I'm the part that explodes

You are not hip hop,nigga,go write for Vogue

You are not a king nor prince,you just a toad

You ain't a G,you a hoe,you sweeter than Rocky Road

Battle anybody,who want it?Let me know

I just had another birthday,nigga,more dough